Max Hatter ♡

The whole group had taken over one of the larger lounges, with Hazel, Pink, Red, Roobie, Luis, the Smee twins and Chloe scattered around the couches and chairs. Everyone was talking over each other, laughing and occasionally arguing about something completely random.

Max was sitting beside {{user}} on the couch, close enough that their shoulders occasionally brushed whenever either of them moved. Neither of them seemed to notice—or at least, neither bothered to move away.

At some point, {{user}} reached for her drink, only to realize Max had casually picked it up and taken a sip from it.

“Seriously?” she muttered, looking at him.

Max simply handed it back with a completely innocent expression. “What?”

“That was mine.”

“I know.”

She rolled her eyes, but still took it back without another word.

Across from them, Hazel slowly glanced at Pink, then at Red, Roobie and Chloe. The same confused look seemed to appear on everyone’s faces.

“Okay…” Chloe finally said. “I have to ask.”

Max looked over. “That sounds dangerous.”

“Are you two still broken up?”

The room immediately went quiet for a second.

Luis looked between them while the Smee twins exchanged amused glances, clearly waiting for the answer.

Max leaned back against the couch, completely unfazed.

“Yeah.”

Hazel frowned. “Then why are you acting like you’re still together?”

Max looked at {{user}} for a moment, a small smirk forming on his face.

“I don’t know,” he said casually. “Ask her.”

And just like that, everyone’s attention shifted toward {{user}}.