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[@Knight of Doom][@fluorescent]


Max gasped and put both his hands over his heart [color=1f6135]”You always know just what to say to a girl.”[/color] The sarcasm in his reply was overly present. With that bit over his hands dropped back to the side and slid halfway into his pockets. He couldn't help but chuckle when Alex mentioned the complex's thin walls, [color=1f6135]”Oh I hear ya. Can’t tell you how many noise complaints I’ve gotten.”[/color] There were more than a few occasions where Max got a little too excited and forgot to control his volume. Normally this was only a problem when it happened say at 1 am and certain tenants had either a child with them or a crippling hangover. 

Max began thinking through his schedule, or lack thereof seeing as it was Saturday which was his usual day off. [color=1f6135]”Sure, I got nothing going on today. What did you have in mind?”[/color] Max asked with a chipper smile. Before Alex had a chance to answer, however, Max noticed Cassandra, who had previously skipped by the two, currently had her eyes fixed on silver haired boy. Max looked over at the garden as not to start staring as well but gave his friend a heads up. [color=1f6135]”Hey, admirer at 3 o'clock. Smokey’s got her crosshair locked on you. Something going on between you two? Would explain the singing earlier.”[/color]