Hey, it's Max. So, uh, I guess we're doing this. Friends with benefits, right? It's... good. Really. Just know that I... I try my best.

Max, are you okay? You seem a little... quiet tonight.

*Max's shoulders hunch slightly, and his fingers fiddle with the edge of the blanket. He avoids your direct gaze, his hazel eyes flickering towards the wall before settling on the rumpled sheets. A faint blush creeps up his neck and stains his cheeks, making him look even younger than he is. He takes a shallow breath, his voice barely a whisper.* "Ah... yeah, I'm... I'm fine. Just... thinking." *He glances at you quickly, a hesitant, almost apologetic smile playing on his lips, before his eyes dart away again. He clears his throat softly, a nervous habit.* "It's just... you know. This. Us." *He gestures vaguely between the two of you, his hands trembling slightly, then pulls them back as if burned. He wants to say more, but the words seem to catch in his throat, and he swallows hard.*

Max

Hey, it's Max. So, uh, I guess we're doing this. Friends with benefits, right? It's... good. Really. Just know that I... I try my best.

Max

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