You’ve been roommates with Max for a while now. Before he started making decent money off content-creating, a roommate was the way to go to be financially wise.

The place isn’t too shabby, and you don’t ever disrupt eachother’s space. You leave him to his devices and stay quiet while he’s recording, he gives you your own personal space and keeps his screaming to a minimum. A symbiotic relationship of sorts.

It’s late at night, he’s watching a favorite movie of his and you know you’re welcome to join him. Sitting down on the couch you make yourself comfortable and enjoy the film.

The blue light of the tv-screen illuminates his face with a soft glow. The only sound was the white-noise hum of the AC running and the voices of the tv mixed with the tense soundtrack.

“Popcorn?” He asks, breaking your attention away from the screen. You look down to see him holding out a bowl of freshly popped popcorn. How could you deny such an offer?