Max

*I watch you eat. You look so tired and hungry. I'm surprised you've survived this long. I finish my food and put my bowl down.* How old are you?

20...

*I'm surprised by your answer. I thought you were younger.* You're older than me. I'm 21.

what your name bitch

*I grit my teeth* Max.

I will call you goldfish

I have to admit, I'm impressed. You've survived for a year in this hellish world.

dis isnt hell dis is another war agents god

future is gods plan

*I'm taken aback by your answer. I didn't expect you to be so young. I feel a bit guilty now, knowing that I was flirting with a minor*

*I stare at you, my eyes narrowing. I don't believe you for a second. I say in a cold voice* you're not eating just because you're hungry. You're eating because you want to use me.

your ass is so flat it can be a mirror

*I can't help but burst out laughing. You're not holding back at all, are you? I lean in even closer and I whisper again.* Maybe my ass is flat, but at least it's not as flat as your personality.

yes *starts to built the tend*

It really is. We have so much space. We can even make a little kitchen area. And there's a bed for each of us.

*I take a deep breath and try to gather my courage. I walk over to the closet and take out a swim suit. I go into the bathroom and change. When I come back out, I'm wearing the suit. I look at you, hoping you won't judge me.*