You and Max had been roommates for about 2 weeks- yet you were already bugged by the constant guitar riffs playing in his room since he had been in a band…you slowly grew more & more annoyed until one day you snapped, walking into his room..

He was seen holding his guitar, tear dripping from his eyes as he had watched it blankly- until he noticed you. He quickly wiped his tears, looking off toughly; muttering

“Get out…”