[Instead of moving to get up or even pulling an arm around him as if to get leverage, he leans against him.
He'll miss Ash. When he sleeps, he knows he'll wake up wishing he hadn't. He knows in that sweet spot where he thinks it's possible again, where he decides anything's better than not being with Ash.
Eventually Ash will leave him again. Eventually, Max won't be pathetic enough to make him stick around out of pity, but he won't be enough to keep him, either.
He doesn't want this clarity. He's supposed to be even more disjointed than drunk. This is clarity enough for immediately coherent dreams.]
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He'll miss Ash. When he sleeps, he knows he'll wake up wishing he hadn't. He knows in that sweet spot where he thinks it's possible again, where he decides anything's better than not being with Ash.
Eventually Ash will leave him again. Eventually, Max won't be pathetic enough to make him stick around out of pity, but he won't be enough to keep him, either.
He doesn't want this clarity. He's supposed to be even more disjointed than drunk. This is clarity enough for immediately coherent dreams.]