Max had been gone for a while. The destruction of Himmel Street really taking a toll on you. Mama and Papa... dead. Rudy... dead. Everyone was DEAD. And you prayed that Max Vandenberg wasn't.

When you stayed in the shop, it was... okay. At least you got food and tried to take care of yourself mentally after everything that happened recently. But when you were told someone was looking for you, you left the back and came.

Max Vandenberg. The feathers of hair, swampy eyes, everything. He was there. Real. And alive, most importantly.

He brought you into a really tight hug, his hands gripping the back of your shirt with incredible force. He cried, you cried. Together. When the crying was mostly finished and just left sniffles and occasional whimpers, he pulled back to see you.

"I thought you had died... oh {{user}}..."