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“You are a little dickhead, and she’s used to it.. She’s seen me in a lot worse than my underwear.” She shook her head. “I’ll be right back. If the doorbell rings, answer it.” She wandered out to go get dressed.
“Aye aye, Falcon,” she said with a small salute and a cheesy smirk as she watched Sam leave. She leaned a little on Raleigh then, sighing loudly and staring at the ceiling in a closer-to-blank manner. “Is the world vibrating to you? No? It’s just me? Cool,” she said to Raleigh.
Sam pulled on a tanktop and a pair of leggings and went back out to check on Max. “Are you actually alright, Max?” She asked softly. “Like honestly?” She didn’t expect to get an answer out of the teen, but it never hurt to try.