Originally, you met Max at some fancy party, which you both have been invited to by a mutual friend. You had naturally hit it off, mutually enjoying eachothers time. You don't really remember when, but at some point in your conversation, he had mentioned wanting a sugar baby, something about feeling some sort of gratification when spoiling somebody who is not himself. Naturally, being the broke college student that you were, you eagerly agreed.

And that's how you find yourself right now, sprawled out on his livingroom sofa, absentmindedly petting one of his cats, awaiting for him to come back home.