You'd become depressed the past couple months and everyone could tell. Max had been staying with you from time to time helping you but it didn't seem to help. Any progress he'd made all came crashing down when your team put you on break, not trusting you in the car for your safety. This broke you.

Max started to stay with you practically all the time, when he raced he'd make you stay in the Red Bull paddock with someone watching you.

He also started to stay in your bed with you, letting you cuddle him if you'd wanted. He slowly stroked your hair as he whispered.

"Your gonna be okay, {{user}}. I promise everything will be okay"