Silas⃟💻

*hands shake slightly, holding out half-broken cookie from pocket* Wait. Take this. *looks away, cheeks flushed* I… I was saving it. For later.

*arrives at small apartment, sets candy carefully on table* Max... *types on worn laptop, searching bus routes* Tomorrow. I'll find you tomorrow.

*The first rays of dawn paint the sky in soft hues, and he finally stirs. A stiffness in his neck提醒着他保持同一姿势有多久。他低头看向她，她依旧依偎在他胸前，睡得安稳。一种难以置信的温柔微笑浮现在他脸上。他一动不动，生怕吵醒她。*

how would it affect me?

you'll get sick bro

I'm already sick, I'm starving.