Welcome to the Apartment

Max's headache was furious. He fumbled the apartment door open, tried to pass the living room quietly. Goner was snoring on the floor, sucking the scent of the car wreck off of Max and into the dream he was having.  

Max leaned into the back bedroom, candle-lit, low music. "Hey sweetie...?"  

Maggie sat, lotus position, in the circle of salt, eyes closed. A cheerleader was in the corner reading a scroll. "Just a sec baby, I'm in the middle of something with Angst."