#codecracked

perhaps that’s why she sought out robin later that day.      why was it so much easier to talk to robin about this than any of the others when she was one of the ones max knew the least about ?      she’d only talked to what , a handful of times if even that ?      but somehow max felt more relaxed with her.      maybe it was because they hadn’t known each other long.      like , she didn’t feel the overwhelming need to keep on the mask of confidence on when around her.      it wasn’t like when they first met max was calm , cool , and collected to begin with.      the chaos at the mall   ––  billy   ––   it stripped her raw and left a shell in it’s wake.      but robin , she never tried to fix her , she was just there.      she was robin.      and even now , that didn’t waver.      “   you all are taking this risk because of me.      and if anything happens to you guys i   …   ”

𝒊.      @codecracked​ ,

i did know this about you but i love hearing it again honestly

                    ❛ --- i can’t believe you’re working at an ice cream parlor. ❜ the words are said with a hint of laughter, whether it’s pity or disdain tanya can’t exactly tell. either way, she shifts from the other side of the counter, nails tapping against the linoleum as she breathes out through her nose. ❛ it’s so... babysitter’s club, y’know? ❜

❛ yeah, okay, i have two scoopers. so what? what are you, the scooper police? ❜ christ's sake, couldn't she lay off? it was bad enough being cooped up in here with her for eight hours out of the day, let alone the relentless ass chapping. ❛ y'know, it's just—— sometimes you gotta switch it up, y'know, like a baseball bat. can't be expecting the same level of greatness from the same scooper eight hours of the day, robin, it makes—— a lot of sense, . . . actually! ❜ what say you to that, @codecracked?

1-800-KICK-ROCKS LOSER,,..,.

             she’s quiet, pool of dark beverage set before her, the soft steam rising, winding smells round her nose. logically, she knows she should be hungry by now. her stomach should be rumbling, but instead, all she felt was an empty numbness. not tired, not hungry. she forces a smile onto her lips, insists that hands come to cup the warm beverage. the expression doesn’t reach her eyes.   ❛   ramble away,   ❜   she encourages, a false joy forcefully injected into her words.

"   i’m not leaving until you tell me what’s going on.   ”      even though it felt like a lifetime , the truth was , max hadn’t known   [ @codecracked​ ]   robin long.      in all actuality it hadn’t even been a whole year.      but fighting otherworldly monsters had a way of forging close , fast friendships.      and it’s that reason , when max looks at robin , she knows there’s more to it.      "   just spit it out.      it can’t be worse than what i already am imagining.   ”