"Goddammit Erik," Max mutters under his breath. This fucking name. His Master had chosen it because it was both humiliating and descriptive in a way that came back around to being humiliating.
"Just call me Max," he grouses.
"And, yes. Sorry. It was in your drink. Can get you some water? It'll be a sealed water bottle."
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Date: 2020-12-09 03:36 am (UTC)"Just call me Max," he grouses.
"And, yes. Sorry. It was in your drink. Can get you some water? It'll be a sealed water bottle."