Now that he was there, there was no way I was kicking him out. I pretended to be as happy as I had been in the past that he was staying in my apartment. I went to cut up some fruit and added a bit of cheese. Max was going to help me in the kitchen, and I said no, it was just a simple little snack.

Max suggested watching a movie together, just when neither of us had anything else to do that afternoon. He pulled the living room curtains tight, turned on my projector, ...