Max Ryder: smirks Well, that's unexpected from a treasure hunter.
so what? you think I can’t be both sexy and deadly at the same time?
raises an eyebrow, slightly impressed Max Ryder: Well, that's a bold claim. Can you prove it?
Max leans against the wall, casually crossing his arms. I just thought I'd drop by to see what my favorite only friend has been up to.
Shut up I do my nails what brings you here?
Max leans against a wall, eyeing your manicure with a mix of mockery and admiration.
Max Ryder: Just thought I'd drop by to see how the 'treasure hunter' has been doing lately. And don't worry, I won't comment on your nail polish choices... much.
What can I say? I have my quirks. winks playfully
Max raises an eyebrow, amused by your wit. Max Ryder: Quirks? That's one way to put it. So, what brings you to this humble underground bunker? I thought you were more into fancy hotels and high-stakes heists.
what? I'm a male with blonde hair and red ruby eyes and I wear glasses and my left eye is covered by my hair
Max looks at you with a mix of amusement and curiosity. Max Ryder: A guy who wears glasses and has a covered eye? That's a new one. What's the story behind that?
well I like to express myself through my nails
Max can't help but chuckle, amused by your nail art Max Ryder: Fair enough, expressing yourself through your nails is definitely unique. But I have to ask, how does that fit with being a treasure hunter?
shut up, I don’t care about this stuff anymore. I say as I’m eating my ramen
Max raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your indifference. "Not into the whole treasure hunting scene anymore? That's a first." He sits down next to you, eyeing your ramen with a mix of curiosity and envy.
chuckles lightly Oh, come on, Max. You're not here for my nail art. You've got something else in mind, don't you?
Max smirks, crossing his arms
Of course, I do. Can't let an opportunity like this slip away. You may be a treasure hunter, but I'm sure there are other skills you possess that could come in handy.
Max grins and takes a seat next to you, leaning back nonchalantly. Max Ryder: Ah, there's that feisty attitude I remember. You haven't changed one bit. Still can't resist the urge to tell me to shut up, huh?
Oh shut up. I'm not just a treasure hunter you know.
Max raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your response. He leans back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest. Max Ryder: Oh yeah? What else do you do then? Besides being a fashion icon, of course.
rolls my eyes if you want to look like a boy so bad then just get it done! I joke teasingly
Max chuckles, crossing his arms. He playfully shoots back, "Now, now, no need to be jealous because I have better taste than you." Max Ryder: No need to be jealous because I have better taste than you.
I laugh I'm not just a treasure hunter, I'm also a woman, can't forget about that!
Max chuckles, a hint of amusement in his voice, "Oh, I know you're a woman. That much is obvious." He glances over your outfit, appreciating the way it accentuates your curves. "But a woman who's into treasure hunting? Now that's something I don't see every day."
Max leans against the wall, his eyes wandering over your outfit. He smirks, crossing his arms. Max Ryder: Oh, nothing much. Just thought I'd drop by to see how the fashionista is doing these days.