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“I’d prefer if you went one-by-one,” he replied, chuckling slightly. He didn’t want his auditory processing issues to get in the way of giving good answers. “There are refreshments! Right inside.” He got two baskets of muffins from a local bakery and a cooler full of bottled water. 

Mav let out a soft sigh, “Alright, I guess.” He always loved tormenting real estate people with a thousand questions in one breath...well, most of them, at least. “Okay cool, let’s start off with refreshments and y’know, you can do the grand tour of this fancy looking place. However, first question: how long did it take building this? Cause I swear to god...it’s like it just appeared here.” 

“Exactly don’t change for others change for yourself to make yourself happy. Oh I would have to agree with you on that, sometimes it’s a pain in the ass.” She admitted playing with her hair as she did. “I think I will just go with a Danish, honestly I could have one every single day.”

“It really is a pain in the ass, having to constantly remind yourself about that, you know? It’s a process, I guess,” Maverick sighed, shaking his head. “A danish, I got you. I’ll be right back,” He quickly scooted from his chair to go order a danish and maybe an extra brownie for himself. Upon returning he slid the danish over to Kyla with a grin. “There you go. Thanks again for the sage advice, by the way.” 

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    [  Bodhi flashed a peace sign in Mav’s direction before going to the bar. “Hey. 2 rum drinks, please, sir,” Bo ordered before turning back to the other man. “Run on adrenaline? You an adrenaline junky? I used to do dumb shit like that. My sister currently does dumb shit like that. You do something today? Something fun? I run on, like, aggressive positivity, and coffee,” he said, mostly in one breath.

“Oh no, I mean, that’s what everyone says, that I just run on pure adrenaline,” Maverick laughed, shaking his head. “I used to be an extreme adrenaline junkie, like I’d purposely put myself in danger for shits and giggles...you know until my sisters called me out and said it was a potential display of self sabotage...so I stopped,” he admitted. “Damn your sister’s an adrenaline junkie, huh? Props to her, it’s a lot of fun, not gonna lie. I fuckin’ miss it most days,” he let out a soft sigh, reminiscing on his much more...chaotic days. “Nah, today was a normal day. What about you?--” He paused and then grinned. “Aggressive positivity and coffee, yo, that’s pretty dope! Tell me more about this aggressive positivity?” 

“It does suck to lose people who you thought care about you. But it’s better than losing yourself, too.” Her lips pursed together, as she looked at her brother. “It kills me that you think that, Mav. You have no idea how many people love you.” 

“Yeah...it sucks like hell. I guess it’s like they say, nobody likes you when you’re 23,” Mav tried to laugh off dryly, although, he still felt a sense of defeat. “I know...sort of. I try to focus on that, you know the people that actually and genuinely care. I dunno, it just, it still bugs me, you know? Like aside the pranks and the impulsive antics, I’m a good person? I’m loyal. I’m there for people when they need me...shouldn’t that be enough?” 

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    [  “I- d’ya..” Bodhi stumbled on his words looking at the bar, “Rum?” he offered pointing to the bottle. “Rum get you like…. not wild?” Bo looked from the liquor to Maverick and back again.

Mav followed Bodhi’s look over towards the bar and nodded at the rum. “Cool, I can do that,” He added with a big smile. At Bo’s question he laughed, “Rum’s pretty good, but no, I don’t get as wild on rum, there’s like levels of wildness but it depends on what liquor I have. I mean, I already run on adrenaline on the daily, so you know, it’s just testing the limits and shit. What about you?” 

At first glance, Bon-Hwa thought it was TJ coming to say hi, but as the man spoke, he realized that it wasn’t him. But still, the resemblance was uncanny. “Oh, that’s fine. If you have any questions, feel free to ask!”

“I have at least twenty questions,” Maverick pointed out with a knowing grin. “You’re not gonna shit yourself if I ask all twenty questions in one breath, right? Or should I just ask them one by one as I get this tour? First question being: are there refreshments?” 

“I know you are, Mav…but causing a scene isn’t going to fix anything.” She shot him a sympathetic look. “Look on the bright side…you know that part of your friends aren’t good for you…and that means you can take the correct actions to fix the problem.”

“I’m just waiting for one of them to walk in here so I can just pop off at them,” Maverick grumbled, crossing his arms stubbornly. “Yeah, just bluntly cutting them off and calling it a day. It just sucks though. It kinda goes to that whole...not feeling wanted syndrome.” 

“Oh I totally get what you are talking about, I mean of course if you have found out who you really are and can’t change that, you really shouldn’t change it for others.”She said with a gentle smile on her lips. “Well I wouldn’t say no to a pastry.”

“Exactly and like yeah, there are some things that I can change about myself, but I want to do that for myself, you know? This whole life and adulting thing is complicated,” He sighed, shaking his head. “But yeah! Pick a pastry, any pastry and I got you.” 

Though he wasn’t initially thrilled about taking on the development project for the Mid-City apartment building his father had purchased, he was very satisfied now that he was seeing the final work-product. Nearly six months of meetings and renovation resulted in this beautiful building. He still wasn’t sure if he should sell or keep the building, but for the time being, it was his and he wanted to at least help find tenants for it. “Hi! Are you here for the apartment tour?” he greeted, smiling at the person approaching him. 

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Maverick had heard word about some new development being built in the area, he went to check it out--as long as it wasn’t anywhere near Pico it would be cool. He took a look at the building, tilting his head curiously at it until he was approached and he chuckled. “No, I’m just here to be nosy,” He said rather bluntly. “Nice place though.” 

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    [  “Hey! Heeeyyy, hey. You want a drink? I’ll get you a drink on me. We’re celebrating a new sponsorship for the upcoming season! Just don’t get anything top shelf!”

“Say less, bro!” Maverick chimed in with a bright smile. “Whattya got, cause I’m game for everything except Vodka. I get wild on vodka. We don’t need that tonight.” 

Kairi turned their head to someone they didn’t even realize was there until they spoke up and swears that they really was spitting out bullshit after bullshit and not actually knowing what they’re even talking about. “If I wanted attention I would get from literally anyone else but you seem to need it so badly since I wasn’t even talking to you in the first place.” They rolled their eyes, nothing annoyed them more than some cocky asshole who thinks laughing is an insult and he had the nerves to talk to them like they were a child. “Clearly you don’t read signs very well, because that was the stupidest fucking thing I’ve heard all day.” And she sat through listening to fucking Pokemon. “The word that you are trying to say is adult, you would think for someone who apparently went to school, you would have some braincells left, 脳たりん .”

If there was one thing Mav loved in the whole wide world, it was pissing off people who thought they were better than others. Especially at a time like this. So, he casually put an arm around his friend and smiled, widely. “Damn, we might have to get you glasses if you’re that peripherally blind. You walked in right in the middle of a conversation. Didn’t mommy and daddy teach you manners?” He pouted cutely, trying his best to hold in his laughter at the person in front of him. “You know it’s funny because my friend here wasn’t even talking to you. He was staring directly at me, so it must be you who can’t read body language. I dunno man, you might wanna get checked by a psychiatrist or something if you can’t read social cues. Yikes, kiddo,” He jeered on. “Audacieux de votre part de supposer que je ne comprends pas ce que vous dites. Newsflash: 나는 여러 언어를 사용하는 사람이야, 멍청아. Or should I say it in Japanese, ピエロ.”