After the brief discussion with Max earlier, Michael nabs a small bottle of work's finest moonshine (thank you, Corbin). He's also just got a slim flask of his own choice beverage (acetone!) tucked away in his back pocket, to sneak into his glass when Max isn't looking.
He knocks on Max's door and reaches up to tap the cupcake for good measure. He's looking forward to another romp with Max, he feels like they haven't had the chance to hang out as much. Michael's been in his own head a lot, and the stuff with Raleigh....is...complicated. (It really isn't, he's just in his feelings about it.)
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Date: 2020-12-06 01:53 am (UTC)He knocks on Max's door and reaches up to tap the cupcake for good measure. He's looking forward to another romp with Max, he feels like they haven't had the chance to hang out as much. Michael's been in his own head a lot, and the stuff with Raleigh....is...complicated. (It really isn't, he's just in his feelings about it.)