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the weight of max’s arm is sort of comforting . . . until it isn’t . ginny awkwardly laughs & brushes her arm off her shoulder to create some distance . “ um , okay ? what’s your question ? ”
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she knew exactly how that felt —— too well , actually. a shrug , taking her arm and wrapping it around the others shoulder.
❛ you can be honest with me , gin. ❜ she said , in all sincerity.
❛ i have a question for you , actually. ❜
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i mean . . . depends on the day , i guess . but , hey , you know me ; “ fine ” is my brand .
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( eyes flicker to the ground & back to max with a familiar softness reserved only for her )
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i told you that i would be there for you no matter what ——— what happened between you and marcus just . . . isn’t my business. i mean it is but like ,, i don’t want you to not talk to me.
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“ are we going to brodie’s basement again ? ” ginny won’t even look at max , walking over to the counter & picking up food to serve at a few tables . “ i can’t just ditch work again , max . you don’t 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 . ”
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she’s not even paying attention to the customers —- max following ginny around like a moth following light. joe could yell at her all he wanted ( and he did ) but all she wanted was to hangout with her best friend.
❛ ugh! ❜ she groaned.
❛ well after , we are +