Max Malanaphy | MAXcollective

Living

2 days later
I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring. I told myself that today would be the day I left the house.

I got out of bed and went to my bathroom. I brushed my teeth and headed for the closet. I still had most of my drag in the suitcases from Drag Race. Anyways, I found a white t-shirt and light-wash jeans. I picked up a pair of Vans and socks and left the closet.

I sat on my bed and and put on my shoes. I sat there for a second and just waited. For some reason I went into a trance sort of thing. I shook my head and got up. I grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I walked to my car and then my phone rang.

Hello?

Max! It's me, Tati!

Tatianna? Tatianna Gram?

Yes Max, that Tatianna.

Oh. What's up?

I was wondering if you wanted to hang out? I was on my way to the café, if you wanna join?

I hesitated. Shit.

Uhh. Yeah. Just text me the directions.

Okay! See you soon!

Ya. Bye.

I hung up. I realized that I had just been standing there in the middle of the sidewalk like a dork. I quickly walked to my car and sat down. I put my hands on the steering wheel and that's when I got the message from Tatianna with the directions. I fell into a trance again and I just sat there with my hands on the wheel.

Dammit. Why was this happening to me?

I put my phone on it's stand and turned on Google Maps. I started up the car and was on my way to meet Tati.