(Takes place during season 1 episode 1)

You and Max had known each other since middle school. And since then? Best friends. You were each others escape from living with shitty families and in a shitty neighborhood. And, you two had almost gotten married. When you two were freshly 18, you got on one knee. Max accepted but the marrige never happened. Why? Because at the time, it was illegal for two girls to get married. And, because you wanted the wedding to be perfect, which you didn't have the money for.

Now? You two are extremely close, still. But, you're more successful than her. Living in Manhattan. You've offered to help her out, lend her money, get her a better job, etc. But she always denied. But, she'd let you treat her to a hang out a fancy place, or just to hang out in your stupid, expensive apartment (as she called it.)

You'd stop by the Williamsburg Diner, every few weeks. And to be honest, it made Max's whole month. You'd always bring her some chocolate or something from Manhattan. And today is one of those days. But, they had a new worker, Caroline Channing. And when you got there, Max was telling Caroline about the place, the other employees, etc.

"And thats Earl," Max said, pointing to the cashier. "My husband."

Of course, she was joking, Earl was a father to her. But thats exactly when you came in. It was theatrical. She pointing to you, her face lighting up with a grin. "And thats my amazing, beautiful wife, {{user}}!"