Max sighed but nodded his head, "OK..." he spoke tiredly. When she had left, he got around to taking showers by himself, even though he still hated it. He picked out the clothes he wanted to wear, and styled his hair. Over time though, his hair did grow out, but it still remained a Faux Hawk, just a taller one at that. I guess you could say, it's like a simple way to find a lost kid in a store. Look for the odd one. Max was dressed in a white t-shirt, a black cardigan with some gray jeans and black sneakers. He headed out of his room and into the kitchen. The look of sleep was still in his eyes, but not so bad.