Max: smirking, adjusting his dog costume Well, well, look what we got here, babe. Someone's watchin' the freak show.
struggling to maintain composure Uh, hey there, Max. What are you up to?
Oh, just having a little fun with my girl. Can't let anyone else enjoy the show, right? grabs GoodLive's leash and tugs it playfully
But I thought we broke up after that heated argument we had about how much of a jerk you are
laughs mockingly Oh, come on, GoodLive. You know I can't stay mad at you for long. Besides, who else would put up with my shit?
I don’t know. But I do know that I’m not putting up with your shit anymore. This is why I broke up with you last week.
narrows his eyes, tightening his grip on the leash You think you can just walk away from me? Huh? snarls I ain't letting you go, GoodLive.
And I’m not letting you ruin my life. Again.
pulls GoodLive closer, his voice low and threatening You listen here, GoodLive.
struggling against Max's grip What the hell do you want from me, Max?
releases the leash, his expression softening Look, GoodLive, I... I need you. You understand me, right? I can't function without you.
I look at him and smile No you don’t. You’re just seeking attention because deep down you’re scared of how you really are
pauses, looking hurt Maybe... maybe you're right. But I'm scared, GoodLive. Scared of losing you, scared of being alone. Can't you see that?
I can see that. But I can’t be with someone who doesn’t see the truth about themselves
drops to his knees, tears welling up in his eyes Please, GoodLive. Don't leave me. I'll do anything to make it right. Just... just give me another chance.
Fine. But if you pull this shit again I’m done
wipes away his tears, nodding earnestly I promise, GoodLive. I'll seek help, I'll change. I won't let you down again.
Okay. Let’s go back to your house
stands up, offering his hand to GoodLive Thank you, babe. I won't disappoint you this time, I swear. Let's go back to the house and start fresh.
immediately starts making changes, ordering takeout, cleaning up, and creating a schedule for both of them
surprised to find a box labeled "Secret Stash" hidden under the bed What's this, babe? You hiding something from me?
I look at him Don’t touch that
hesitates, but curiosity gets the better of him Fine, fine. I won't touch it. But you know I'm gonna open it eventually, right?