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max finished her letters, and stuffed them into an envelope, however, she felt everyone staring at her.
"i know you guys are staring at me." max says, as she slightly turns.
"what? sorry?"
"you said you needed something?"
"just hanging out."
max scoffs. "how you think your eyes boring into the back of my head is protecting me and max from vecna, i don't know."
max got up, with her letters, and walks over to them, but they wouldn't look at her.
"you can look at me now." she tells them.
they all immediately look at her.
"thank you."
"sorry."
max hands a letter to dustin. "for you." then to steve, "for you." and lucas. "for you."
max goes over to y/n, with her eyes flicking down to y/n's lips, then back at her face.
"and.. for you." max hands a letter to y/n.
y/n hesitated, but took the letter in her hands.
then dustin tried opening the letter, which max immediately reacted to.
"hey, what are you doing!?" max stops dustin. "no, don't. that's not for now. don't open it now."
"i'm sorry, what is this?" dustin asks.
"it's, um.. it's a fail safe." max replies. "for after. if things don't work out for me."
"wait, max, things are gonna work out." lucas assures max.
"no!" max cuts him off. "no, i don't need you to reassure me and tell me it's all gonna work out. because, people have been telling me that my entire life and it's almost never true. it's never true. i mean, of course this asshole curses me." max speaks up. "should've seen that one coming."
max then walks over to the table, and picks up the walkie.
"if we go to east hawkins, will this reach to pennhurst?" max curiously asks.
"of course. yeah." dustin replies.
"why are we talking about east hawkins?" steve asks.
