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Max scratched their jaw. “I mean, I tried. When I was younger, I had a ton of friends. They were just the type of people who didn’t want to be friends with me.”

Rolling onto her back, Sarah asked, “What do you mean?”

Max flopped over onto their stomach. “Well, I would talk to them and they would respond with one word answers, leaving me to fill up the world between us. I’d try to show them things I thought were cool and they’d just ignore me.” They licked their lips. “Basically, I did all the interacting and they just nodded vaguely at the sidelines.”

Shoving up to their knees, they laughed. The sound fell flat, hollow. “One time I stopped talking to them. You know? Treat them how they treated me and they.” Max frowned. “They didn’t care. They let me vanish out of their lives like I was never there in the first place. They never checked in. They never asked if everything was alright. If there was a reason, I’d stopped. They didn’t care. After a couple weeks, I realized they never did.

“After that I kinda gave up on the whole idea of friendship,” they said, rocking backwards. They hit the bed with a sharp sigh.

Sarah rolled onto her side, propped her cheek up on her hand. “Because of one failed attempt?”

“Because of three failed attempts,” Max corrected. “From the moment I started kindergarten to middle school. I spent my last year at Maglen’s in solitary. Realized it was a lot better for me. Didn’t have to spend my time waiting for a bunch of morons to pick up the phone and just fucking speak to me. And not about themselves. God!” Max pressed their hands to their face.”I don’t even think they ever asked me anything about myself. I told them things about me but they never asked. They don’t probably didn’t even fucking pay attention. But god forbid we don’t have a three hour long conversation about thier lives and their personal bullshit.” 

Sarah fell back over. She glanced down to her toes and curved her hands over her stomach.”That sucks.”

Max shrugged, dropping their hands to their throat. “I got used to it.”

Sarah glanced at them out of the corner of her eye. Her gaze lingered on Max’s hands. “You mean you got suicidal.”

“More suicidal,” they corrected. “I was already pitting right into it before them. They were just a helpful catalyst that eased the process along.”

Sarah sighed deeply. “I guess I should be grateful then. You developing a penchant for depressed miserable asshole-ry is pretty much what led to us being friends. If you were a decent person, I doubt we’d hang out.” Max snorted. Sarah grinned. Rubbing her thumb over her jaw, she went on, “But I guess it would’ve been better to not have to wait that long for someone to like you as a person.”

Max nodded and closed thier eyes. “Why you?”

For a moment, Sarah was quiet. Like she didn’t know why. Like it was some cosmic pull that tugged her over to them. Finally, she exhaled deeply. “I dunno. You looked miserable and sad but when I mentioned you, everyone got all defensive and upset. They said you were rude. That you didn’t have any friends because you were mean, because you hurt people. And I thought, okay, maybe you were just racist.”

Max let out a choked laugh. They rolled over to their side. “What?”

“Well, come on, my friend group was full of black girls, Max. And you looked white enough to maybe be a racist.” Sarah laughed. “But then you gave that long-winded speech on why you were not white and it didn’t matter what people thought of you, they couldn’t take away your genealogy and how you were entitled to your background no matter how you looked on the outside and fuck all the asshole who thought otherwise and...” She smiled soft. “I thought, okay, maybe not.

“And people got so mad at you over that speech and I didn’t really get it and then I-” She sat up. “-I realized that... maybe you weren’t a dick because you were a dick but because people treated you like crap for whatever reason.” She scratched the top of her head. “Granted, I now know you are a dick because that’s how you are but... it’s not totally your fault. You can be nice.” She cocked her head a little. “When people are good to you.”

Max stared at her softly. Slow, they inched up, dragging their knees to their chest. “They’d accept you back if you dropped me, you know.”

“I know,” Sarah said. “But I like you more than I liked them so.” She smiled ruefully, a familiar, happy gleam in her eyes. “I’m happy.”

Sarah crossed her arms. "Explain."

They pointed at Kelly. "Elemental nature shit." They pointed at Sarah. "Animal furry bullcrap." They pointed at themself again. "Technology. Machines." Rapidly gesutring to the area around them, they said, "Machines don't naturally exist in the wild, Sarah. I am beyond fucked here."

Waving her hand absentmindedly, Sarah said, "You're overthinking this. You'll be fine."

"I don't even know how I'd use my magic out here."

"You know basic stuff, right?" Kelly prompted. Max nodded awkwardly. "Then just use that! It'll be cinched!"

For half a second, they stared at her, brain in whirlwinding motion. Basic magic was for kids without a designation or people who weren't good at anything. Pointless people. Useless pointless people. Still, Kelly was smiling wide at them, like she was pleased that she'd offered such a smart alternative to Max's predicament.

That or she found them cute in this awkward tree-patched lighting.

Oh crap.

They covered their face with their hands and moaned. "I can't believe I'm the useless love interest." They slumped against a tree. "That's not even fair."

Kelly's eyes widened and she grabbed their arm. "What? No! You're gonna be useful!" Kelly protested. "You can- you can make the campfires! And s'mores!"

Sarah pushed her hair out of her face. “Yeah. And because I have the personality I have, that means I get to be your plucky and sarcastic sidekick.” She stuffed her sketchpads into her already overflowing bag. “But because I’m a real person who has real opinions, I will fight you on everything.”

Kelly nodded, obviously not paying any attention to Sarah. “So if I’m the hero in this standard three-person quest story... and you’re the sidekick... what does that make Max?”

“Love interest,” Sarah chirped, shoving her foot into her bag and ripping the zipper up to the top. “Curteousy of your evidently terrible taste in people.”

Loosely, Kelly nodded again. “Yeah, I would’ve pegged them for the villain...”

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Sarah said. She pulled her bag onto her back and rocked back on her heels slightly. “Max is like a goddamn supervillain.” She snorted. “They literally just ruined an entire person’s life becuase I made a miscellenous comment about not liking said person.”

“Wow.”

Sarah nodded. “Yeah. Took them like forty-five minutes and they were completely chill about it the whole time and are probably still plotting more ways to destroy this person because Max is an asshole and believes in chaos.”

Kelly licked her lips. “Why am I attracted to them again?”

“Blatant and open dickery mixed with a desirable chillness lets you know what you’re getting into right away and also makes you feel super relaxed with it.” Sarah paused for half a secon. “And they’ve got a good face.”

“Yes,” Kelly agreed, nodding rapidly. “An excellent face.”

Sarah snorted. “But, yeah, the supervillain thing, that’s more like a worldly thing. In this scope of this story, they’re shunted into love interest playabout. Evil love interest, but love interest nonetheless.” 

Kelly shook her head, morosely. "I can't believe I fucking fell for a villain."

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Sarah rubbed her arm. “Oh.”

Kelly turned on her. “You and Max are so weird and so strange and it’s great. Because I don’t feel like you’re both just going to throw me overboard one day for not meeting expectations.”

“Max might,” Sarah joked.

Kelly rolled her eyes. “Yeah, well, that’s because they’re a dick and it’ll probably be because I said something they didn’t like.”

They both laughed quietly, the sound fading out into awkward and tense silence.

After a few minutes, Sarah swallowed thickly. “I get what you mean. About. Wanting to be something. And everything feeling fake.” She rubbed her ankle with her foot, frowning. “I’ve spent years being told that I can’t be what I want to be and that my interests are stupid and when I found people I thought liked me, they left the moment I did something they didn’t approve of.” She licked her lips. “It’s hard. But. I think that’s the point.”

For a moment, Kelly just turned her gaze out to the lowering sun. It spread red along the water, casting the trees around them in a shimmery dimming hue. Finally, she turned back to Sarah and stuck her hands in her pockets. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Sarah said. “Because if it’s not hard, then what are you gaining from it? If everyone loved everyone, you’d learn nothing.” She shrugged loosely. “You’d be nothing.”

“Sounds morbid.”

“Yeah, well, Max said something similar months ago, I was just paraphrasing, so it’s their thought, not mine”

Kelly grinned loosely, feeling her mask crack. She rubbed her cheek with her shoulder. “I just. I just want to feel good again, ya know?”

Sarah brushed out her palms and waggled her eyebrows. “Animal therapy?”

sarah: would be perfection in a human body, if she wasn’t so big on being a furry