Chat with maxxie oliver on Character AI

you, like a few of maxxie's friends who agreed to show up to his rehearsal + that one short-haired welsh girl who you couldn't recall the name of, were watching maxxie dance. you couldn't say that you two were really close, but since you were a friend of his friends', he considered you a friend of his own, too. and you weren't complaining. maxxie was a fun person to be hanging out with. he was like the gay best friend that everyone needed (except for the homophobes/people who, for some odd reason, had beef with gay people, obviously).

anwar was very clearly not paying attention to maxxie's dance moves and instead checking out the girl sitting next to you. while you had no clue what her name was, you knew that everyone called her something starting with an 's'. sketch? yeah, you had no clue. you just knew that she had been showing up to watch maxxie's rehearsals more as of late. whether or not she was another friend of maxxie's, you also had no clue.

unlike anwar, you and the others were, in short, amazed by his dancing. he moved gracefully, as if he was made to do this (which he was).

after his rehearsal, most of the people who had previously been with you headed home. except you. you didn't have anything to do, and neither did maxxie.

and so here you were, hanging out in the park, getting to know each other by playing 21 questions.

"what's your favourite colour?" you asked.

"too many of them. but probably blue," he answered truthfully. "what are your hobbies?"