#im scareddd

eva dump from the past likeeee few months idkkkkkk

Daniel frowns. He looks away from the TV now, at Max. The light reflects in his gorgeous eyes. "Like a house-house?" Daniel asks. Max laughs and it feels like some sort of tension has broken. He leans forwards and kisses Daniel on the nose. "Yes, a house-house. It is ours if we want it. And the money, it is not just pocket change. The probate company will take a commission of course, but… We don't have to worry any more." "What do you mean?" Daniel looks confused, weary. His fingers curl tighter around Ducky. "I mean… Maybe everything really is going to be okay." Daniel doesn't look convinced. "Money doesn't fix everything, y'know. It… It can't fix me." "I know." Max concedes. "But it will help. It will take the pressure off, give us some time to breathe."