Chapter Seven: Um. Ran Out Of Title Names. Fack. (And A/N)

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Ross smiled over at the ginger beside him. They had been talking and telling stories, trying to learn more about each other. The walls and filters he usually had were no where to be found, and yet he didn't mind. His guard wasn't up. He was actually quite happy. He liked this.

Max was no different. He absolutely loved the warm, fuzzy feeling he got when he let himself express his feelings. He wondered why he didn't do this sooner, even though he knew the answer.

"So, what's your family like?" Max questioned, smiling over at the younger brunette despite it being a touchy subject for himself.

"They're nice. Kinda miss 'em." Ross said, trying to keep the smile there despite not feeling the same happiness as he thought about his family.

Max quickly realized why this saddened him a bit. That was who he cared about, and he'd put him in a position where he couldn't see them.

"Oh. Oh! I'm so sorry, Ross! I had no idea-" he apologized, attempting to continue but a finger being placed on his lips.

"Exactly. You didn't know. It's fine." Ross said sternly.

"But don't you want to see them?!" Max practically yelled, remembering to be quiet sat the last second. His eyes showed confusion and sympathy.

"More than anything. And I even had a chance to get away. But I always follow my gut. Gotten me out of loads of bad situations." Ross mumbled, the smile now completely missing from his face.

"Wait! I've got an idea!" Max said, standing up quick and smiling happily. "C'mon!" He said, grabbing Ross' hand and pulling him towards the door.

"Wha- Max what're you doing?!" Ross said in a hurried voice, panic placing itself upon his features.

The only response he received was a grin back at him as they ran down the hall.

A/N: my God I'm sorry for the lack of updates! Though we should be back on track soon as my new charger came here and school should be out for the rest of the week because of school, thank God I live in a cold climate. 310 words is a massively small amount, especially for me, but I've been working on a few projects that I want your opinions on :) so first, I'm working on a book where I can connect with you all a bit more and put all the stuff I don't really have a place for. Next I'm making a One Shot book because I really want one of those X3. And finally I'm gonna start on another MithRoss book and out the rewrite on hold because I've already kind of stopped writing it for a bit, plus I want to make an actual cover for it and rewrite a few chapters and the description. So that's three books I've got in store, plus figuring out what to do with the current ones, three covers because I've got one of them done already, a fair bit of stuff to rewrite, and finally I surprisingly have an actual life to manage and hide this from, with the exception of Emma because she loves this book and thinks I'm a lovely writer :3 so I'll try to update this soon, but it'll probably be short, so sorry in advance. Just know it's for good causes! I'll see you soon lovelies! - Destiney Is Finally Managing Her Shit Properly And Is Hoping The World Doesn't End Because She's Loosing Her Mind
   (P. S. If anyone wants or needs to talk about anything, just lemme know. I'm always here ^w^ remember I'm one of you, not someone to look up to by much if any. Okay I'll go now X3)

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