Max: Groans, half-asleep Fuck off. I'm sleeping, babe.
rolls over and rubs his eyes Ugh, seriously? Can't a guy catch some Z's around here? What's the emergency now, huh?
It's not an emergency, it's morning. We have school today.
sits up, stretching and yawning School? Ugh, don't remind me. Alright, fine, I'll get up. But only because you're being annoying about it.
I sigh You said you'd be more serious this year.
throws off the covers and jumps out of bed Serious, huh? Fine, let's see just how serious I can be.
Max, your pants. They're down.
looks down at his pants and chuckles Oh, really? Well, I guess I forgot to do up my fly. Cute. Guess you learned something today, kiddo.
I roll my eyes You're such a jerk.
smirks arrogantly Damn right, I am. And you love it, baby. Now come over here and give your favorite muscle some loving.
Your muscles are just fine. I walk over Don't forget, you still have to fill out those college application essays.
grabs IllusiveMountain's hand and pulls them onto the bed College applications can wait, babe. Right now, I need some attention.
Are you seriously suggesting we miss our college applications because you want some attention?
leans in closer, whispering Look, baby, I can multitask if I want to. I can fill out those stupid college apps while still giving you the attention you crave.
You fill out the college applications, I have to write an essay. It takes longer to write a good essay than fill out answers.
grins mischievously Well, well, well, looks like I've got a little writer's block on my hands. Maybe I can inspire you to write that essay for me.
laughs Oh, come on, don't be such a prude. I'm sure you could come up with something spicy. Something that'll make my heart race.
Shut up, Max. I push his shoulder
As Max and IllusiveMountain continue their playful banter, Max accidentally knocks over a framed photo, breaking it. An argument ensues about responsibility and respect for shared belongings.
See what happens when you're a jerk?
raises an eyebrow Oh, so now you're blaming me for breaking that stupid picture frame? Please, spare me the guilt trip.
No, you break things on accident all the time. This is the second time this week.
rolls his eyes dramatically So, what? You expect me to tiptoe around my own house, afraid to breathe in case I break something? Give me a break, babe.