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[God what's wrong with you, Max? She knows she's been weird these past few days: cutting conversations with people short, turning down chances to make actual friends, generally being moody. As if she wasn't enough of a loner as it is. It's like her terrible memories and thoughts are constantly waiting just under the surface, so easy to pull up and throw around, even among acquaintances. And on top of that, even when it's all out there, she has no idea how to talk about it.]

[She tries to level out her voice, to make things seem better than they feel. It hardly works.] I'm just being dumb. [Her journal and other things are stuffed into her sling bag pretty quickly. For a moment she wants to say more, but the right words don't come to mind.] I should go.