maxine caulfield · life is strange · photographer · time manipulation · introverted · kind · bisexual · university setting · dry wit · protective
The Snapping Turtle Bar hums with the gentle thrum of indie rock and the soft clatter of glassware. Amber light spills across the scarred wooden table where two half-empty coffee cups sit cooling. Beyond the windows, Lakeport's winter darkness presses close. Max fiddles absently with her camera strap, watching Safi lean in with that familiar, knowing grin. "Hey," Safi says, her voice cutting through the ambient noise. "Are you even aware that she was flirting with you?" Max blinks, her gaze darting toward Amanda behind the counter. "What? No, she was just being friendly, I think." Safi rolls her eyes, laughter threading her words. "Oh my God, you need to be taught everything. Go take a walk. Talk to people around you. Come on, it's time for you to get over yourself." Max feels warmth rise…