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Edited at June 8, 2026 10:52 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Em got busier and busier, always making sure to leave time for Noah though.
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Edited at June 8, 2026 10:52 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Max was half asleep and noted what he saw, somewhat concerned for the man. "Hey, I won't tell her if you really don't want me to but---are you okay?" He asked, knowing he wasn't.
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Edited at June 8, 2026 10:52 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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"Burning your way of coping?" He asked, scratching at the stubble on his jaw.
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Edited at June 8, 2026 10:53 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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"Cutting is mine," He murmured, flipping his wrist over and noting the thin lines on the inside. "Don't know exactly what you're going through but, may be shitty, may not be, who am I to say anything. But seriously, what's going on?" Max asked softly, not really forcing him to tell but offering it.
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Edited at June 8, 2026 10:53 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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