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The next morning, Victoria woke up still tired and hungry. Looking over, she saw that Max was still asleep, with her arm hanging over the bed right next to the trash can.

Eww. It looks like she used it last night…

Shaking her head, Victoria grabbed the menu and looked through it. She ordered eggs and bacon for herself, and sausage and waffles for Max. She also got both of them coffee and orange juice.

She heard Max start mumbling a little, so she said, “Max! Good morning!”

Max groaned, and Victoria heard her mumble, “Victoria? What? Where am I?”

Max slowly sat up, holding her head with one hand. She looked around slowly, and then saw Victoria sitting there, smiling at her. Max’s eyes got big, and she said, “Woah! Um, hi Victoria…”

Victoria smirked, and asked, “I’m guessing you don’t remember showing up here in my room last night?”

Max’s face got red, and she stammered, “Uh… not really. I was watching Bladerunner and drinking some gin and juice. I kind of remember riding somewhere?”

Victoria laughed, replying, “You said you got a cab and came to visit me. We had a burger and fries together. You were really drunk.”

Max looked down, and noticed the trash can. She leaned over and looked into it, and her face blanched. She looked at the floor near Victoria’s bed, and said, “I’m really sorry.”

“Max, it’s okay. I was worried about you. While I’d have preferred that you just answered your phone and stayed home, I was happy to see that you were alright.”

Max looked up at her, replying, “I’m sorry about that, too. I saw your calls. I just didn’t want to talk to anyone.”

“I know. I’m sorry about what happened to Chloe. I wish you’d have just come to visit me and we could have hung out together all day.”

Max shook her head, “Every year, I just watch Bladerunner and drink. It’s kind of become a tradition…”

“That’s a pretty shitty tradition.”

Max scowled, “Fu-… Whatever.” She sighed, “I’m sorry I barged in here last night. I should have called you back.”

Okay, I need to dial it back. That’s a really touchy subject.

“It’s alright. Anyway, I ordered us breakfast. It should be here soon. I think you need it.”

Max nodded, “Thanks.”

“By the way, Joe is probably going to have something for you at lunch. We talked yesterday, and he’s also worried about you.”

Max’s eyes widened, “Really?”

“I called him in the morning, looking for you. I told him why you weren’t around.”

Max scowled, “That wasn’t any of his business.”

“I’m sorry, alright? I was just worried, and I mentioned it. He’s a good friend of yours. He’ll help as best he can.”

“Still, I don’t need everyone knowing about Chloe. It’s bad enough when some reporter asks me about Blackwell. I don’t need my friends hovering around me every October.”

You actually do. Trying to hide away and get hammered is not the right way to cope.

“I won’t tell anyone else.”

Max was about to respond when the door opened and one of the cafeteria workers pushed in a cart laden with food.

“Oh, that smells great!”

He nodded at them, smiling. Max crawled out of bed and got her chair and tray set up as he put Victoria’s breakfast in front of her. He nodded at Max as he set her food out. Max smiled up at him and said, “Thanks!”

After he left, they started eating.

This bacon is sooo crisp! I love it!

 Victoria took a sip of juice as she looked over at Max, who was shoveling a fork full of waffle into her face. Victoria giggled, causing Max to look up at her.

Damn, she’s so cute!

“How’s the food?”

Max smiled, chewing, and nodded, waving the now-empty fork at her. Shaking her head, Victoria turned back to her own tray and took a few more bites.

Max said, “They make really good waffles.”

Victoria nodded, “I’m not surprised. I’ve yet to have a bad meal here.”

Max continued, “Thanks for ordering this. I needed it.”

“You’re welcome.”

They continued eating in silence. Victoria heard Max typing on her phone, and looked over. Max said, “I just ordered a taxi. I do need to get back home this morning.”

I wish you could stay.

Victoria had finished her food and was drinking her coffee when Max asked, “How are you doing, Victoria? I mean, is your rehab going well? Have you had any more dreams?”

Victoria paused, and replied, “No dreams since I told you about them. I’m glad. They really mess with my head.”


Victoria shrugged, “There’s not much I can do about it. I am doing well in rehab, although I definitely pissed off my trainer and some nurses yesterday.”

Max looked at her, surprised, “You did?”

“I told them I was taking the day off. I couldn’t get a hold of you, and I was pretty upset. I may have been a little bitchy when I said it.”


“Well, Tracy ended up making me do the stretches. She wasn’t interested in hearing any excuses. I was pretty angry about it at the time, but I’m glad she did it.”

Max nodded, “That’s good. I should have answered the phone.”

“That’s water under the bridge now. I’m just glad you’re okay.”

After a few more minutes, the cafeteria worker came back in and took their trays. After he left, Max moved the trash can back over to its normal place. Then she used the restroom. When she came back out, she said, “Thanks for being here for me, Victoria. Unfortunately, I need to go home and get a shower, before I go into work.”

She came over and hugged Victoria.

Damn, I want a kiss!

Victoria started to pull Max’s head towards hers, but Max jumped back, waving her hand. She said, “Sorry, I don’t have any toothpaste. I don’t think you want to taste my mouth right now.”

“I don’t care.”

“I do. I’ll see you later. Have a great day, Victoria. I’ll be thinking about you.”

“Me, too. Be safe getting home!”

Max laughed, “Tell that to the taxi driver! Bye!”

Max waved and headed out.