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Maximus J. Rossi.

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I lost myself in fear of losing you. / The Hunger Games roleplay.

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Maximus James Rossi "I lost myself in fear of losing you." vine.co/v/etwJ6tq6bwt


— features lighting up slightly to match that smile that graced his lips ever so softly.* Thank you for all you do, @AffluentNirvana.


I'm proud of him, too. I couldn't have a better son. *Maximus smiles genuinely at the way @AffluentNirvana spoke of his little boy, —


— in his son's life, but maybe that wasn't the case after all. Maybe @AffluentNirvana had been what helped his son.*


— He'd like to think that he's learned how somewhere along the way, that he could be the good influence and light — @AffluentNirvana


Cope. *Maximus repeated the single word to himself that @AffluentNirvana had chosen carefully of, allowing it to roll off his tongue. —


— but his son, too. He just wanted to do what was right by the boy.* @AffluentNirvana


— especially straightforward. After the death of his wife, he had felt as if he'd begun failing not only himself, — @AffluentNirvana


He is? *For some reason, it took a lot for the man to simply understand what @AffluentNirvana was meaning, though her words were —


— the loss they'd both endured. With a heavy heart, he falls silent, glancing over the drawings in his hands.* @AffluentNirvana


— reaching out to take what @AffluentNirvana extended toward him. His son had always had a raw talent, but he'd stopped shortly after —


Can I? *Maximus acts in a polite manner as @AffluentNirvana shuffles through and retrieves the artwork that his son supposedly did, —


— in your classroom? Not that he's not a great kid, I just—. *He shakes his head as he mulls over the thought, glancing — @AffluentNirvana


He has? I... That's not at all what I expected you to say. You sure you're not mistaking this with some other child - @AffluentNirvana


— what @AffluentNirvana actually said, stunning himself to complete silence for a moment.*


It's alright, you can say—. What? *Maximus is a little thrown off guard after his words trail off and he realizes — @AffluentNirvana


— his slightly clammy from how nervous he was on being called in for his son.* @AffluentNirvana


Alright, Ms. Bea—... Posy. *Maximus is quick to correct himself at @AffluentNirvana's name, reaching a kind hand out to shake hers, —


Sorry I'm so late, Ms. Beaumont. *Maximus says as he enters the room through the open doorway, glancing at @AffluentNirvana sat at her —


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