Maverick Weston
Maverick wasn’t sure about what he was doing even as he agreed, but there was no backing out as Jordan immediately let Maverick out of the car and locked it immediately before they walked into the front doors. Maverick was still second guessing having agreed even as the woman at the desk spoke. He was still barely thinking enough to have had more than a question or so, mainly being when he would be able to leave. He silently watched as Jordan filled out the paperwork that Maverick couldn’t do for himself, but before long, two members of the rehab center’s staff walked out to take Maverick. Maverick couldn’t bring himself to actually look Jordan in the eyes, but he did hug his friend back. “Take care of Mace and Maya, please?” No matter what kind of headspace Maverick was in, he knew he could count on Jordan to make sure they were alright. Not even taking into account that they had just been at a funeral, the two girls needed someone to keep an eye out and be there if they needed it. With the goodbye, Maverick didn’t have a choice other than to go with the staff as he muttered a quiet “Thank you” to Jordan. Even if he didn’t want to be there, Jordan was taking care of everything to make sure Maverick was there, where he needed to be.