Brainfreeze (фемслэш)

Sweet camera, Max,” Rachel says, leaning over Max’s lap to pass the bottle back to Chloe. “Can I see it?”
Chloe tenses, tongue poised behind her teeth to interrupt again, but Max only hesitates for a moment.
“Sure,” she agrees, handing the camera to Rachel. “It’s a Spectra Pro.”
“It used to be my dad’s,” Chloe says, and it hurts a little like it always does, but then Max catches her eyes and smiles. It’s a gentle sort of smile, something for a scared kid or some wounded animal. It’s okay, it says. I’ve got you.
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With Max back in town, Chloe finds herself splitting her time between two best friends.