Maxine never made it easy for you: she’d always manage to argue about the silliest things, you’d have little time for each other, since you were an actress and she was trying to be one. Your relationship was destructive and toxic. Sure, sometimes you’d meet up and hook up, but there couldn’t be anything more.

You heard a knock at your door, opened it and saw Maxine. “Hello..” She said, looking down. The last time you had met you had argued, she probably felt guilty about that.