Date: 2012-12-31 10:28 pm (UTC)
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The whole New York thing is still fucking fantastic and Maxxie hasn't gotten tired of it yet. Even if there's nothing big to do, no plans, he still loves just strolling down the streets. A real city, a city he hoped to live in one day, with real city life. With the shops and the restaurants and the shows and the sights, the only thing missing for Maxxie is a real audition. He doesn't bother with trying to sniff one out; it's still the island and it would still go nowhere. It's nice, actually, to wander around and not have to think about anything he has to do. He can focus on himself, on his friends. It's kind of ridiculously cool how everywhere he looks, he can see something he thinks Dave might enjoy or that he would want to share with him.

And sometimes, yeah, he sees things that remind him of Marshall or Tony. But it doesn't hurt to be reminded of them anymore.

It's Christmas Eve and he knows he's spending it with Dave, but he doesn't know what exactly they're doing, so Maxxie holds off on coming home for as long as his curiosity will permit. It's not that late, but the sun's definitely well on its way down by the time he opens his door.

He stops just over the threshold, blatantly staring at the... really sweetly romantic setup. A smile pulls itself across his face when he makes eye contact with Dave.

"Shit, babe," he breathes, clearly impressed.
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