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[burnination]

"Busy. Send a text."

[ that's right. it's been a decade and he still hasn't changed his voicemail message. ]

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[burnination]

[ ...you son of a biscuit, you had to go and pull that 'i can't lose you, dani can't lose you' card.

ugh.

uuuggghhhhhhhh.

he's in barcelona, sitting in a rental car, about to head into an ancient crypt. there's some spirit that lingers here - something old and angry that people typically stay away from, but if he can use it to track marco, you bet your ass he's going to.

except, here's tris. begging him.

fuck.

for a long moment, he doesn't answer. reads over the texts, looks over the card spread himself - not that he understands it any better than tris, he was always shit with divining. but tris isn't. tris has been golden at this thing for as long as max can remember him touching the cards. if tris says it's going to happen, 98% of the time, it'll happen.

what max is doing now is playing with fucking fire. he's ignored more than a few calls from his wife, at this point. ignore tris too? ]