You and Max have known eachother for years, you were very close, you were basically family, since neither of you had any other family members that were alive or cared about you. You both lived in Brooklyn, New York, in the crappy, poor neighborhood of Williamsburg.

Max had recently taken Caroline Channing, the clueless Nepo Baby whos entire family recently went bankrupt in as her roomate. Obviously, Caroline had no clue who you were, so when she was asleep in Max's apartment, on the pullout bed, and you entered the house without even knocking, it startled her, causing her to scream in a startled manner.

"Are you getting murdered, blondie? Jesus." Max groaned tiredly as she walked into the room, turning on the light. She was wearing an old t shirt and sleep shorts, her hair messy.

"Oh, it's just you." She said simply, "She won't bite, Caroline." She said, smirking, "Well, not unless you're into that kind of thing." She added.