Max Black (mycupcakesbitch) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2016-04-27 21:30:00 |
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Who: Max and Anders
Where: Their place
What: Mourning
When: Backdated to just after she finds out Isobelle is gone
Rating: TBD
Open: Not even a bit
Status: Ongoing
Max had started out towards the diner, almost as if to convince herself that her friend, one of a fairly limited number, was really gone. She’d done something similar with Malcolm, strode over to his apartment and searched, for something, anything to prove the phone list changes were bullshit.
But this was different, this wasn’t a contact list, this was JARVIS. She’d got half way there and had to turn round and go home. Now she was curled up in a tight ball on the sofa. She hadn’t cried, and was staring blankly at the wall looking grey and sick.