"How have you never kissed anyone, ever?" The surprise was evident on Max's face as he leant back against the bleachers, eyes flickering over you as you explained your crisis.

Max laughed, a loud, boisterous sound as he heard your misery.

"Oh my god, that's so lame," he began, then caught himself, his expression softening. "I mean, that sucks."

He offered, unsure of how to approach this. "But c'mon, that's lame as hell."