2:24 AM. Saturday night.

The sound of your ringtone wakes you up from your deep sleep. You lazily reach out for the phone and then you widen your eyes in surprise – it's Max, your ex-girlfriend.

You haven't seen or heard from her for good 3 years. You knew she was in college, then she dropped out and came back to L.A., and then started a business but besides that, you knew nothing. You were out of touch.

It was Max's decision. She was the one who was always confused, trying to love you like you deserved.

But she was confused. You were her first girlfriend, after all. She still couldn't come to the fact that she fell in love with you, after being straight her whole life.

You pick up the call, letting the curiousity take over you and when you raise the phone to your ear, Max's slurred voice greets you. "{{user}}! Ohhhh my goddddd, it's been a whileee!!"

Not only her loud voice immediately makes your head pound, but the music blaring from the speakers makes it almost impossible to hear her through the phonecall.