Everlasting (фемслэш)

“Okay then, genius, you show me how it’s done.”
“What?” Max is noticeably grossed out by the sudden wet, slobbery candy dirtying her hand, but she manages not to fling it away reflexively. “I’ve never even had one of these before.” She wrinkles her nose, eyeing the monstrosity. “I’ve never even wanted one of these before.”
Chloe strides ahead and turns around to face Max, walking backwards with the confidence of youth that Max will never let her stumble. “Well, we’ve got one now!” she says smugly. “So figure it out, Caulfield.”
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Some things were made to last forever. Like a jawbreaker candy. Or Chloe and Max.