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Featuring: Max Mayfield + Others
What's Happening? Finding things on the porch, delivering a gift to Steve and a network post - OTA
When: March 5th - ?
Content Warnings: None so far.

I. [Spam - Open to Housemates/People Who Might Be Visiting]

[There's a huge box on the porch when she arrives home from her quiet maintenance duties and for a moment, she just stares at it. She approaches it with caution, poking it lightly with her left shoe. When nothing happens, she moves to kneel down beside it, carefully pulling the lid off and staring at the contents inside for a full moment, shock running through her.

Because right at the top lay her skateboard from home. Broken, but held together with gray tape. She wonders if she's hallucinating, but she reaches out and picks it up and when it doesn't crumble to dust, she hugs it to her chest. Tears prick her eyelids and she rolls her eyes at herself for getting so emotional over something so simple, but it's her board. And it's here, even if she can't actually use it.

After a long few moments, she carefully moves into the house, setting her board down on the couch and then hauling in the box to see what else is there.]

II. [Spam - Open to Steve Harrington]

[The moment she finds the bat, studded with nails, she knows exactly what to do with it. Who it belongs to. She has no clue why things are showing up here that are from home, but it's something she's relieved to see. She's seen Steve in action with it once before. There's not exactly a door to the family room, but she lingers in the door frame when she sees him sitting by the fireplace.

She lifts her hand in a wave to try and catch his attention, hiding the bat behind her back for the moment.]

[UN: MadMax]

So weird question but did anyone else get a big box of random stuff on their porch today?

[Private Network to Kara]

So...hi. Are you okay?

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ oh, he catches that tiny smile. he totally does. and in return, max will get a thankful smile. it's not blinding, or embarrassing, but it's definitely bigger than the small smile she's giving him. saying, without actually saying, really, thank you.

but at the mention of hairspray, steve's eyes widen. ]

a can of hairspray?
is anyone using that?

[ because sure, yeah, his parents are kind of loaded. but the idea he'd have an ice cream maker is still a little ridiculous, and he just shakes his head. ]

no, not mine. does it have to be someone's?

[Her own smile brightens ever so slightly when he smiles back at her, because she gets what he's saying without words. The cynical part of her reminds her she did nothing except reunite the weapon with its owner, but the rest of her thrives under the silent thanks, the approval. It's not something she's used to.]

no, i just found a few minutes ago. you can have it.

[She doesn't use hairspray. She...doesn't actually know how to use hairspray even if she wanted to.]

i don't know. i guess not. it's just weird that it showed up with stuff that is ours, you know?

[Max rises to her feet once more, intending to head to the other room to get him the can of spray.]

[ he catches the way her smile brightens, but decides not to focus too much on it. there's probably a lot about it he should be unpacking - that she's just a kid and is literally handing over a murder weapon and how fucked up that all is - but he decides to just keep pushing on. ]

thanks
its weird they're just throwing stuff out here
but i'll take it

did you like- ask anyone for any of that?

[ max rises and steve rises to follow her, more out of habit and also a weird feeling that she would be leaving and coming back and leaving and coming back? he can just go with her, anyway.

he does remember to grab his device this time, which he counts as a win. ]

[He's not wrong. The whole thing is bizarre. She's been here for a few weeks now and she feels like she's never going to figure out all the weirdness that's going on.]

yeah it's definitely weird
but it's not just happening with us
some other people have had their things, or just things in general show up on their porches too

[She glances back at him, shaking her head slightly as she leads him to the large box she'd discovered on the porch. Her skateboard, held together by gray tape is set right beside it She quietly fishes through the box until she finds the hairspray and holds it out to him.]

no. i hadn't even told anyone here that i skateboard except eddie.

great
so shit being tossed in here and we have no idea why or how
awesome

[ but then they're moving, his device tucked into the pocket of his jacket, as they come up on the large box on their front porch. when she finishes rifling through and hands him the hair spray, he is visibly...happier? more excited? but it's just a flash before he nods a thanks to her, tucking the can under his arm. ]

well
thanks for this.
what else is in there?

on the plus side some of my shit's here so i'm not going to complain.

[She catches that brief flash of excitement on his face and struggles not to grin for a moment, then holds out the large canister of hot cocoa mix.]

do you like hot chocolate?

okay that makes sense

[ he'll take the large canister she hands to him, looking over the label. ]

don't most people?

i try.

[She grins up at him at that.]

wanna make some?