Max had been your boyfriend for three years now. After 6 months of relationship you two moved in together. Back then you were 21, now you’re both 24.

Max had been working as a mechanic since he was 18, beginning his apprenticeship at 16. You however were a florist. Cute and simple, always smelling good when you got home.

Unlike Max who was always covered in grease and sweat. But he worked his ass off so he could buy you cute clothes and jewelry, and anything else you would want.