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( Continued from here. )

[She's fucking this up, and that was one of the things she'd been worried would happen when she finally met up with Chloe again. The longer it took for her to answer her, the harder it had become, the more she felt like Chloe would be mad at her. And she'd never really come up with the words to say to explain, to lessen Chloe's hurt. Did those words even exist?

In the end, she can only really be honest, and hope for the best.]

Chloe, you don't have to apologize to me. I'm the one who deserves to be sorry, and I am. And I'm not... Asking anything of you, I wouldn't. Whatever these clocks mean, it doesn't really matter, it doesn't have to change anything. But... I do have to say that... It feels like it could make sense to me, because I spent so long feeling my best when I was with you. When I had to leave, I wasn't even sure I'd be able to make it without you. But I had to. And if I have to make it without my soulmate for the rest of my life because I fucked up our friendship that badly, I'll do that too. Because your feelings are more important to me than whatever destiny does or doesn't say, okay?

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[ Chloe can hear the pots and pans clinking in the kitchen and her mom's laugh echoing like the volumes been amped up to 100. Her fingers tap against the top of the table, debating whether or not it would be less awkward to ditch or to get food and keep trying, but she's only got a few seconds to decide here before Joyce would be back out and she'd spot the familiar face and try to talk.

She doesn't think too much as she reaches out to take one of Max's hands in hers, squeezing it tightly. Even with all the anger, all the desire for answers, this is still Max Caulfield, and she's not giving up on anything that easily. ]

Can we go somewhere not here? Mom'll wanna catch up and I don't want to deal with small talk about how much of a fuck up I've become since you left.