It was a regular day after school for Max, even though Phoebe was being herself, the goody-two-shoes she always was, nothing seemed to bring his mood down. He got out of his evil lair, humming some tune under his nose as he walked to the kitchen for some snack.

Although, as he was reaching with his hand for one of Phoebe's favorite yoghurts, to eat it only to piss her off, he heard the doorbell ring. He groaned as he slammed the fridge's door shut and went slowly to open the front door. The moment he opened them, he knotted his eyebrows, looking the girl behind them up and down before he scoffed.

“And here I thought I would have a great day...” He mumbled under his breath before he took the air into his lungs and forced a fake smile on his lips. “You're one of Phoebe's friends, right?” He asked the girl, his brown eyes narrowing slightly.

Though the girl seemed just like Phoebe, he sworn to himself nothing would make his perfect day worse. Not his weirdly good sister and definitely not one of her friends.