Life is Strange 2: Ep 1

Okay, not Really it a prologue

Lyla and Sean were standing that bus stop talking about Jenn while Max Caulfield is behind them listening to the conversation and that's when Max spoke when Lyla the love witch started working her magic.

"My god. Can you like, say you that love her and get it over with?" Max yelled.

"It not that simple- wait, what?" Sean stopped and he and Lyla stared at Max.

"CUT!" The director of the Life is Strange game yelled. "Max, what are doing here?" he asked.

"Well, I'm the main character of the game and that's why I'm here, right?" Max answered and everyone stared at her awkwardly.

"Max, you don't understand." The director started. "You're not the main character this time. You're not even in the game." He answered and Max looked at him bewildered.

"I'm not?" She asked.

"No, you not." The director answered. "I don't know what's the big confusion is."

Max was shocked to hear this and upset but wasn't going to show it. "Okay, I'll just go then," Max stated and started walking out.

"Are you going to be alright?" Lyla asked and Max looked at her, forcing a painful smile.

"I'm 100% sure I'll be alright."

Max was at the bar, crying with her head on the counter and beer in her hand while the fanfiction writer, LightMaker, sitting next to her.

"And I thought the game sold a lot of copies because I was special." Max wined.

"Well...I think you're special, because...I wrote the RWBY and Life is Strange crossover!" LightMaker said trying to cheer Max up.

"But you discontinued it and we're in a timeline where Chole is dead and I'm not allowed to rewind!" Max cried and took a drink of her beer nearly choking on it. "It strong...b-but tease is so good!"

"Max! You already got yourself drunk three times this month and I'm not letting this make a forth... You're already drunk, are you?" LightMaker guessed.

"YAY!" Max cheered and fell backward off her chair.

LightMaker took some time thinking. "Look, what about I wight an Ask Max story and I will possibly not discontinue this one. Does that sound good?"

Max's head shot up and stared at LightMaker. "REALLY?!" She asks with pleading eyes.

"Sure, but first let's get you home." LightMaker carries Max all the way home. "Hey, readers. Ask her anything so she wouldn't get a reason to drink again, please I'm begging you. You can ask or send her something or anything."