[ For a brief moment, there's nothing. Ash tries to collect himself, but everything bursts out. It starts out with a singular sob until he's burying his head against Max's chest and gripping at whatever he can reach.
Ash should say something here. He should speak, but the sobs leave no room for speech. All he can do is cry in a way that's raw and loud and unfiltered.
His world got so screwed up, and all he wanted was Max, but he'd broken him down so much that he hates himself too much to be there. ]
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Ash should say something here. He should speak, but the sobs leave no room for speech. All he can do is cry in a way that's raw and loud and unfiltered.
His world got so screwed up, and all he wanted was Max, but he'd broken him down so much that he hates himself too much to be there. ]