Max's bedroom was covered in posters of bands, though I wasn't surprised. We sat down on his bed, and it creaked due to both our weights.
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Dear Diary | Moodie;
Fanfictionmax's life wasn't the fairytale he'd hoped it'd be. but then again, don't all fairytales have a bad beginning? [ diary au; max is 16, steven is 17 ] [ warnings: swearing, homophobia ] [ angst with a happy ending ]
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Max's bedroom was covered in posters of bands, though I wasn't surprised. We sat down on his bed, and it creaked due to both our weights.
