Max slept for quite a long while. There was even a time when he was sleeping that he was hugging and cuddling Elise. He use to do that as a child, a way of comfort. Even though he wasn't little anymore, he still needed that comfort because nothing had changed in his life for him to stop it. He slept through the day till the sun had started to set. His position now was still the same, cuddling Elise. Though he didn't look very happy sleeping either. By the looks of it, warm tears had found their way down the sides of his face as he slept. Soon enough, Max was starting to wake up, and upon seeing Elise there, and seeing what he was doing to her, he let go of her immediately, completely startled and taken aback. He fell out of his bed and onto the floor. To many, it would hurt, to him, he felt nothing. Max got up off the floor, he blinked and stared at Elise for a moment.<span style="font-style: italic">Why is she in here? In fact, why is she still in my room?</span>he thought. Other thoughts came across his mind and he blushed upon thought. Slowly, he made his way to the bathroom in his dorm. He opened it, walked in and closed it. Leaning his back against the door, he sighed and ignored it, then proceeded to go take his shower and be ready for the day.<br/><br/>Max finished his shower, wrapped a towel around his waist and left the bathroom and over to his closet to find something to wear. He settled on a black t-shirt a pair of jeans and his black sneakers. Walking back into the bathroom to change, and coming out a few minutes later fully dressed. He was busy trying to dry his hair. But he could never tell if it was dry or not, reminder, he couldn't sense feeling.