Maxwell Trent (shadowinadream) wrote in genome_project, @ 2010-05-24 23:03:00 |
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Current mood: | cranky |
Entry tags: | may 2010 |
Who: Max & Aidan
What: Max intends on getting very very drunk
When: Monday evening
Where: Pearsons
Rating: PG-13
Status: Completed
Getting drunk was clearly the way forward, especially when he was carrying a certain amount of anger that had no healthy outlet. Lizzie was all hurt but also ridiculously sweet and caring that Max kind of wished he could hate her for still caring about that ass and then there was Evan who was all “oh I’m not taking sides” but he had, by letting Luke into his home and being there for him.
The pair of them were going to be the death of him. He was feeling childish yes and irrationally annoyed at them both. Drinking was going to make all of that better.
Ugh, why was his life suddenly so complicated?
Max was currently waiting on Aidan before he went about drowning away the anger, the irritation, the sorrows of others and a bad case of annoyance.
“Can I get a round of shots,” he muttered to the bartender as he counted out a couple bills. “Strongest stuff you have.”
The bartender didn’t argue, pouring out twelve glasses of his strongest liquor, leaving Max to stare at it as he considered the recent events. Was he a bad person for being angry? For wanting to rip Lukas’ Fox head from his shoulders? Seriously, what was everybody else’s deal that they could be all loving and shit when he wanted nothing more than to put his fist into Lukas’ face?
Fuck waiting.
Max picked up a shot and tossed it back, feeling it burn the back of his throat.