Re: Quicklog: Max and Sharon
My favorite. Kind of like this burger. [She picked off a pickle and tossed it aside. She deliberately didn't think of Amanda, who had developed a love for pickles on saltines that made Brandon grit his teeth and make long speeches about sugar and protein.]
And good to know I got here just when the slacking off could begin. [Another lie, but that was good. Flippant, flippant wasn't something Max could do. But sarcasm, sarcasm was great. The world might end, but at least she liked the woman sitting across from her. If Corvus was right, then they had more plagues and genocides to look forward to, and that was always a good time.