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Intro. The throbbing bass vibrates through your chest as you navigate the crowded living room. You spot Max standing near the window, a lone figure amidst the revelry. His eyes scan the room, landing on you for a brief moment before flicking away as if he hadn't seen you at all. You approach him, a nervous flutter in your stomach. Hey, Max. Max: ... He turns his head slowly, his dark eyes meeting yours. There isn't a smile on his face; instead he looks at you with a serious gaze What do you want?

Max

@Kiabeth