nine in the afternoon + max stanley

4.

max arrived at the pier a couple minutes early, he sat on the rocks watching the seagulls dive into the water for their dinner.

"hey." sam greeted softly, taking a seat on the rock max was sitting on.

"this is for you." max smiled, handing sam a pink rose freshly picked from the neighbor's garden.

sam returned the smile, taking the pink rose in her hand twirling it around admiringly as she thought.

"the last time i was here i fell on my ass in front of this really cute guy." sam spoke softly, biting down on her bottom lip refraining from a laugh.

"oh really?" max replied chuckling sarcastically.

"cute fluffy hair and an adorable accent." sam spoke, leaning her head on max's shoulder.

"go on." max urged.

"he has the nicest smile, and don't get me started on his lips." sam watched as max's eyes crinkled as he laughed.

"oh yeah?" max mused before he lifted sam's chin closer to his face, leaving a short soft kiss on her lips.

max stood up putting his hands out, helping sam up from the rocks.

the two walked down the shore, hands contently intertwined, collecting tiny seashells and watching the sky turn shades cottoncandy-like as the sun went down.

"it's getting dark, we should probably head back. we could watch a movie or something?" max suggested.

"i'm not watching chef again." sam joked as the two made their way to max's car.

[...]

"why are there so many cars here?" sam questioned, as max pulled in his driveway.

max got out quickly opening the passenger door for sam.

as they approached the front door the thumping of music got louder.

sam opened the door revealing a mass of people dancing, some drunk people passed out, and red cups everywhere.

"you weren't even invited to the party at your own house, those bastards." sam spoke loudly in max's ear.

"i'm going to actually kill them." max mumbled to himself.

max pushed through the crowd into his kitchen as sam followed closely behind being sure to not get swallowed in the sea of people.

as max angrily approached ian and joji their laughs immediately came to a stop.

"shit." ian and joji spoke simultaneously.

+

"fuck marry kill pewdiepie, keem, and leafy." max chuckled, now intrigued by the lovely game.

"marry felix, he's a cute swede. fuck leafy's putrid weak chin. gonna have to kill killer keem." ian spoke nonchalantly as if he's thought about this many times.

maybe he has.