[Maxxie doesn't say anything, but he does pick up the coffee and bring it to Jamie. He puts it down on the table at the end of the couch and then sits in a nearby armchair, drawing his legs up onto the chair with him and holding his mug close to his chest.]
There's nothing you can say, dude. It's fucked up and that's it.
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There's nothing you can say, dude. It's fucked up and that's it.