"I bet you got the fuckin best day planner. 'Sall classy lookin an' shit and then inside it's just like, bakin and fuckin." What else is there to even plan here? Things are pretty chill for the most part.
He thinks about this for a moment, oblivious to Lucas and Max, and then blinks as he takes another drag, tipping his head to the side. "Everythin' okay? You ain't even had anythin' to smoke..." there is the second hand smoke sure, but he didn't think there was enough of it to have Lucas looking that spaced out. Like he was pretty well checked out entirely.
The directed questions tug a little more on Lucas's brain, snagging his attention from the flow of memories just enough to look vaguely in the paur's direction. Almost looking through them for a few moments before blinking rapidly.
"...Huh?" A touch of heat paints his cheeks when he realizes they were both talking to him and that he has a little bit of an uncomfortable situation going on in his pants at the moment. "Uh. I'm okay. Sorry, I...um. What were we talking about?"
"As a matter of fact, it is." Max proclaims, before devolving into more giggles. "A little black book full of birthdays and hot dates. Who could ask for better?"
Some small part of Max's brain kicks in and he has a brief flash of fear that maybe Lucas hasn't completely explained to Corbin yet about his Medium powers. This might not be the ideal way for it to come out. Maybe he'd better try and cover for it slightly?
"Uh, we were just planning our next play date. But it looks like your imagination already carried you away without us. You okay? Is the alcohol hitting you a little too hard?" He gives Lucas a meaningful look. As if to ask if that's not the real problem here.
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He thinks about this for a moment, oblivious to Lucas and Max, and then blinks as he takes another drag, tipping his head to the side. "Everythin' okay? You ain't even had anythin' to smoke..." there is the second hand smoke sure, but he didn't think there was enough of it to have Lucas looking that spaced out. Like he was pretty well checked out entirely.
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"...Huh?" A touch of heat paints his cheeks when he realizes they were both talking to him and that he has a little bit of an uncomfortable situation going on in his pants at the moment. "Uh. I'm okay. Sorry, I...um. What were we talking about?"
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Some small part of Max's brain kicks in and he has a brief flash of fear that maybe Lucas hasn't completely explained to Corbin yet about his Medium powers. This might not be the ideal way for it to come out. Maybe he'd better try and cover for it slightly?
"Uh, we were just planning our next play date. But it looks like your imagination already carried you away without us. You okay? Is the alcohol hitting you a little too hard?" He gives Lucas a meaningful look. As if to ask if that's not the real problem here.