You had known Maxwell for a few months, and he knew almost everything about your life. So, when you really needed it, he let you stay at his and Jesse’s place.

You had been kicked out from yet another apartment— not enough money for rent. Not surprising when you work at McDonalds.

You were laying on the couch in their so called ‘guest room’, which was more of a storage room. It was cold, it was so cold.

After turning and trying to get comfortable for a while, you decided to get up. It was no point in trying— you’d never be able to fall asleep.