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'Maxine!'Max hears Billy yell for her form his bedroom, through the tin walls that separate their rooms. She swears that some of her stuff and the teddy bear Lucas gave her shake slightly on her dresser. Max rolls her eyes.'Don't call me Maxine.' She yells back.'I don't care. I call you whatever I want shitbird.''Ugh Billy' What a dick.'Did you take my shirt?'Max looks down at the shirt she's wearing that is defiantly Billy's shirt. It's a pale green, and has buttons going all the way down. It looks kinda ok on Max, and like shit on Billy. It's really ugly. It's the one that Steve got him for his birthday, which she honestly probably shouldn't have stolen from his room, but she has never actually seen him wear it. And its seriously ugly. Like Steve must have purposely picked out the worst thing he could find to give to his boyfriend- a fact that Max would like to note that she still finds that really gross. Or maybe Steve actually thinks it's nice, which is absolutely worse.'What shirt?' Max replies, because she is defiantly a bit of a bitch, Even she's self-aware enough to know that.'The one that Steve gave me.''Oh, The really ugly one?''It's not fucking ugly!'Billy appears in her doorway, and goes to put one arm against the side and lean in the way he does that Max hate and he obviously thinks is really cool. Then, he misses and almost falls over. He readies himself and starts to say something but is interrupted by his own jaw dropping. Like it actually drops, in a way that Max didn't really think was possible.He looks a-bit like a cartoon.He is also very shirtless, which is also disgusting, like how one person is so gross Mac has no idea.Max almost tells him that, and then decides that he would probably kill her.'What Billy?'Max is the picture perfect image or innocence.She knows she's being a bitch, but it's kinda too fun too stop.'You're wearing my shirt''What, this?' She says in mock surprise, gesturing down to the shirt that hangs off her shoulders.'Uh-huh' Billy says, quick and angry.'This is actually the worst thing I've ever seen' She deadpans.'Then why the fuck are you wearing it, Maxine?' He puts stress on her full name, which is something she knows he knows she hates.'You never fucking wear it.''Well I wanna wear it now''Why?''Why the fuck does it matter shithead''Well I've had it for the last week' she replies. Then takes a second to consider how much she wants to annoy him, which is a lot. She can get away with that more now, its kinda nice. He's been mellower recently, not that she'd ever tell him that. 'Dick.'Billy looks like someone just told him that they fucked his mum and his grandma and enjoyed it. Max swears he starts to go red, like bright red. She's vaguely worried that his head might fall off. Or explode.'Oh fuck you shitbird''Fuck you too dickward''Just give me the fucking shirt''Why?''Oh my god Maxine! Give me the shirt cus Steve is coming over and I wanna wear it.'Oh.This is much more fun than Max first thought.'You only want to wear it because Steve is coming over and you want to pretend that you like it so that Steve feels good about whatever the fuck your doing with each other-''We're dating you little shit''Umm gross. You only want to wear it because your boyfriends coming over and you want to pretend you like it.' She drags out the word boyfriend as a taunt, and to watch Billy turn even redder.'Just give me the fucking shirt''No.''Take it off''What with you here?' She almost yells that. It's a good thing that neither of their parents are home now, that wouldn't go well. Actually this wouldn't be happen at all if they were, especially Neil. Max is very much aware of how thankful she is for that.'Give me the fucking shirt''Well fuck off so I can take it off''Hand it over!' Billy is basically yelling now too.Then a car rolls up outside the house, and the engine cuts off. Steve must have gotten out of the Beamer just then, because the sound of the Talking Heads gets louder for a moment before the door shuts again.'Shit Max'This is seriously so much funnier than she thought.'Give me the fucking shirt!'There is a knock on the door.Billy lunges towards her, practically jumping across the room to try and grab the shirt off her body, but Max is too fast and runs straight past him into the hall, and straight into Steve.'Umm. Hi Max' He says awkwardly as his hands come up to steady her and he steps away. 'The door was open so I just...' He trails off pointing behind him at the door. At the same time, Billy comes running out of her rom, still yelling something about that shitty shirt she's wearing, it is his shirt but still. he is still running when he goes to grab it from behind when he looks up and sees Steve standing in the door.'Harrington''Billy' Steve smirks.None of them speak for a moment though, and Max has to stifle a little laugh before Billy decides to hate her even more than he does now. Which, admittedly speaking, is probably not that much, relatively speaking.'Maxine' He growls, which honestly does not help the whole laughing thing. Then Max looks over at Steve and then both of them are laughing. Billy looks like he wants to kill her, but he also looks like he wants to kill Steve as well.'Max, I love your shirt.' Steve says slowly, obviously looking at Billy, who is now red for an entirely different reason. But Steve continuous, clearly enjoying Billy's torment as much as she does. 'It almost looks like the exact one I gave to Billy, doesn't it?'Billy looks like he wants to kill someone. Or himself. He probably hasn't decided yet.'I mean its uncanny; the similarities. They look like they could almost be exactly identical. It's almost like it's the same shirt' Steve tails off, looking at Billy, a small smirk on his face.Max thinks that both of them should just cut to the chase and make out already. She hasn't decided which is more gross yet, watching Dustin eat a smushed up eggo that had been on the floor, or whatever this is.Billy looks like he's going to explode.Max decides that this is actually much less gross than watching Dustin do, well anything. Dustin is objectively disgusting. So is Mike. Mike is gross, and kisses El way too much.Billy huffs again, shuffles slightly on his feet. His hands shake in need of a cigarette, or out of anxiety, or just out of awkwardness. Max is not really sure, but decides that she doesn't really care that much about the difference between anxiety and awkwardness, and whichever Billy is feeling at that current moment. He pucks up a cigarette from the counter next to him, and scrambles in his shirt pocket- before forgetting he isn't actually wearing a shirt, because Max is wearing it and that's how they got to the whole awkward/anxiety thing- for a lighter and then in his jeans pockets. Steve eventually decides to take pity on him and holds out his zippo. Billy glares at him, putting the tip to the flame whilst it is still in his mouth. The two make some weird eye contact exchange, which actually makes Max change her rating of the grossest thing she's ever seen because this is definitely more disgusting than Mike.Billy looks like he wants to kill him. Or do something else that Max is not supposed to know about because she's only 13.This is still really funny, even if it is still totally gross.'Ugh fine Harrington. Yeah it's my shirt. Yes Maxine is wearing it because she's a little shit.' Billy says pointedly, turning to glare at Max. She thinks that this is slightly less funny than before, but then Billy stops staring at her and his eyes flick done to her- his- shirt. 'You know what, yeah she's wearing the shirt that I was gonna wear today, but Max has had it for the past week cus lets face it Stevie it's-' Billy explodes, and then stills slightly whilst turning to face Steve, who has his hands crossed over his chest and the biggest smirk possibly ever on his face.Steve also looks like he's finding this whole thing incredibly funny.'It's what Billy?''It's so fucking ugly. And it doesn't fit properly''Really, cus when I gave it to you, you said it was amazing.' Steve says, his smirk now replaced by a wide smile. Then he lifts up his fingers to make air quotes. 'and that you 'loved it''Max starts to laugh again, before Billy turns back around to face her, and she decides that that is probably not the best idea right now.'Well I lied, ok Harrington. I lied. I wanted to make you feel good about it and you looked so-''You wanted to make me feel good?' Steve interrupts, the smirk proudly back on his face.Ok eww gross. Max did not need to know about that.Billy sighs, loudly.' Yes, ok. I wanted you to think I'd like it, cus I like you and you get these weird fucking Bambi eyes when your disappointed and I just..' Billy trails off, apparently realising that Max was there, and this was maybe not the best time to confess his love. Or whatever the fuck he was actually doing. Max doubts that Billy himself actually has any idea. 'You know what, Harrington we're fucking leaving. Max don't die while I'm out.'And with that he grabs Steve's hand and practically drags him out of the door. He slam it a little too hard on the way out, and Max feels the walls of the shitty house shake a bit. She smiles.Through the walls, she hears Steve still talking to him.' You know you still don't actually have shirt on, right?''Shut the fuck up Harrington, give me one of yours. We're fucking leaving'Steve lets out a loid, boisterous laugh at that, which makes Max feel a little bit like she's intruding on something intimate. Which is also completely gross. Then her walkie goes off, and Lucas' voice floods into her room, and she stops caring completely about her gross brother and the other boy, who is defiantly his boyfriend, even if Billy is too stubborn to admit it.