He doesn't want her to have to see him like this. Maybe Lucy doesn't remember it, but they've done this before. She's already helped put him back together when he didn't know up from down and she shouldn't have to fucking do it again.
Max shuts his eyes tight and clenches his fists, even though his knuckles still burn from where his hand scraped against the pavement, leaving some of the skin behind. At some point, he'll have to get up, have to take a shower and find some food, but he can't wrap his head around the idea of moving just yet.
It's another few minutes before he calms down, catching his breath and turning his face away from the mattress where he'd pressed it to try and muffle his sobs.
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Date: 2012-11-04 11:17 pm (UTC)Max shuts his eyes tight and clenches his fists, even though his knuckles still burn from where his hand scraped against the pavement, leaving some of the skin behind. At some point, he'll have to get up, have to take a shower and find some food, but he can't wrap his head around the idea of moving just yet.
It's another few minutes before he calms down, catching his breath and turning his face away from the mattress where he'd pressed it to try and muffle his sobs.