I'll Be Good

Sometimes you have enough. Enough chaos, enough sound, enough touch, enough yelling, enough everything. Sometimes when it's enough, it's more than enough and you can't take it anymore. Sometimes you snap and do things you regret, and sometimes you can't stay together in one piece long enough to get away from everyone and suddenly you're on display for everyone to see. You break, and the next thing you know you're on your knees crying like a kid and everyone is staring and you can't make the tears stop and damn it sucks. Everything sucks, and sometimes you wish it didn't.

(AKA the inspiration train hit me at one in the morning and I wanted to write an angsty Camp Camp fic featuring the one time Max finally apologizes to David, like, forreal. Yup, welcome to the Dadvid fic no one needed that was made anyways.)