The bed sinks under Adam's weight as he joins Artimes. He stays seated on the edge, but is just close enough that, if she wanted to, she could reach out and touch him easily. "[color=ffe34c]. . . . hey.[/color]"
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Once the excitement has died down, Max gets up from her seat. She heads outside and leans against the railing, lighting a cigarette and puffing on it gently.