Max awoke on the couch. She gazed lazily around the room as she processed where she was, and why she was there. With a sudden jolt of realisation, Max sat bolt upright, with deer-caught-in-headlight eyes. Then she groaned.

"Did I seriously just have pity sex?" she asked herself.

"Nah, don't worry," Kevin called from the window. Max turned to face him. "Besides, if you did have pity sex with me, then you took advantage of me. And you aren't that type of person, are you?" He smiled. Max chuckled and threw herself back onto the couch.

"So... " she said. "We just slept together? But not SLEPT slept together?" Kevin nodded.

"Lay side by side in the darkness and lulled each other to sleep..." Kevin paused dramatically. Then laughed. Max blushed beneath the sleeping bag. Kevin slept shirtless, and Max would be lying if she said that she hadn't enjoyed the view. Kevin was surprisingly fit. He had good set of abs, firm pecs, and lean, large biceps. Max bit her lip.

"You alright?" Kevin asked. Max realized she had been staring and quickly looked away.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm good. I was just..." she thought for a moment. "Admiring the view." Oh shit, she thought. Wrong choice of words. She held her breath.

"It IS a beautiful day," Kevin said. "I've always enjoyed the rain." Max sighed with relief.

"How long has it been raining now?" She asked.

" 'Bout three days." Kevin replied. Max groaned.

"Ugh! Why won't it stop? It's been raining since... since..."

"Since I showed up?"

"Exactly!" Max laughed. Kevin leant against wall and smirked.

"Stupid English weather." Max continued to giggle. Kevin shrugged and apologised.

"Alright, I'm starving. What have you got to eat?" Kevin inquired. Max thought for a bit.

"Well, we don't have many groceries right now. But..." she hesitated.

"But?"

"We have pop tarts." Max cringed with the effort it took to tell Kevin about her special treat. Kevin grinned.

"Thanks. But I was hoping for something a little... filling. I'm not a fan of pop tarts."

Max gasped as if she'd been mortally wounded.

"How dare you insult the magical flavours of pop tarts?!" She exclaimed, standing and striding over to Kevin. He laughed.

"You think this is a joke?" Max continued, grabbing the transgressor's shoulders and shaking him. "Pop tarts are God's gift to mankind! They're..." she stuttered as Kevin gripped her wrists and looked her in the eyes, smiling.

"They're..." Max tried again but couldn't finish. Kevin moved the young woman's arms to her sides and leant down to kiss her. Max quickly closed her eyes and kissed back. It was a soft kiss. A quiet kiss. And, to Max, it ended way too quickly. Kevin pulled his head away, let go of her hands, and went back to rummaging through the cupboards. Max stood for a moment, then yelled silently and jumped up and down while Kevin had his back turned. Just then, Caroline poked her head out of her room. She strutted over, ignoring Max, and stood next to Kevin.

"So," she asked "What did you and Miss Negative get up to last night?"

Kevin smiled. Max silently screamed again.

"Oh, you know, the usual. Some wine, a poem just for me, a candlelit dinner, a picnic blanket on the roof. Shame it was raining, hey Max?" Max rolled her eyes in an attempt to become herself again.

"Shut up," was the best insult she could retaliate with.

"What's the matter?" Caroline teased. "Cat got your tongue? Or do you have Kevin's?"

At this, Kevin began to laugh uncontrollably, but Max went red with rage and stormed sulkily to the bathroom.

"Oops… perhaps that was a bit much…" Caroline said nervously. Kevin began to calm down and eventually managed to stop laughing.

"Maybe you should apologise," he suggested.

"Maybe WE should apologise," Caroline insisted.

"WE? I didn't do anything!"

"It's a we thing, she's angry with both of us,"

"That's so unfair! Why?!"

"That's just the way she is," Caroline knocked on the bathroom door while Kevin muttered to himself. "Max, honey, I'm sorry. Please come out," she said.

"No. Go away." Max replied curtly. Caroline shrugged. "We tried."

"Seriously? That's all you're gonna do?" Kevin asked.

"She'll be out in a bit. She can't stay in there all day,"

"I can and I will!" Max yelled from the bathroom. Caroline shrugged again and poured herself a glass of 2 days expired Country Fresh! orange juice. Kevin leant against the counter and thought for a moment. Then he walked over to his back pack, put his clothes from the previous day.

"Come on," he said. "I have an idea."

Caroline had dressed in a hurry, and she and Kevin had left the building, with Kevin's guitar.

"Where are we going?" Caroline asked.

"First, to Teagan. He's got all the band kit in his van. Then, to the biggest traffic circle we can find. With the most people around it,"

"I know one where there are a lot of restaurants and stores surrounding it,"

"Perfect." It took the pair half an hour to get to Teagan's hotel. It wasn't the fanciest building, but it was nice. Teagan opened up his van for them.

"What do you need?" he asked.

"Gimme a mic and the battery and two mini amps."

"Coming right up," Teagan disappeared into the sea of equipment and returned with the requested items.

"Thanks, Teags. I'll see you around,"

"Hey, if you get laid, I get told first. Got it?" Teagan joked. Kevin grinned and nodded. Then he and Caroline walked off.

"Okay, where's this circle you were talking about?" Kevin asked.

"Follow me." Caroline answered. After getting rather lost, the intrepid pair found themselves at restaurant covered street. The circle was at the center of the restaurant and store area. Kevin set the battery and amps down, then handed Caroline the microphone and stand.

"Set this up, would you?" he asked. Caroline nodded, and Kevin whipped out his guitar. He plugged his cable into one amp, and the microphone cable into the other.

"Do you know Wonderwall?" Kevin asked, pic in his mouth.

"I know it, but not all the lyrics," Caroline answered. "Why?" Kevin walked over to a restaurant and asked for a phone. He promised he'd only need it for five or six minutes. As he walked back to the circle, he typed something into it.

"Here," he said, handing the phone to Caroline. The lyrics to Wonderwall were lit up on the screen. Kevin turned the amps on and opened his case in front of him.

"Ready?" he asked. Before Caroline could ask what she should be ready for, Kevin launched into the song. He played the opening and then nodded his head to Caroline. She nervously began to sing.

"Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna give it back to you," her voice shook a bit, along with her hands.

"Relax," Kevin whispered. Caroline nodded and noticed the restaurant-goers and shoppers who had began to watch.

"By now you should've somehow realized what you have to do," she sang. More people turned their eyes to the pair on the circle. Some began to smile. Caroline wasn't so nervous anymore. Kevin was already dancing as he played.

"I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you no-ow," A crowd had gathered on the streets around the circle, and had begun to dance with Kevin. As Caroline sang, people began to join her, and clapped along. Her grin spread across her face and Kevin laughed. The lyrics echoed off of the buildings around them as the crowd belted them out. Caroline laughed. She hadn't had this much fun in a while. Kevin was going mad, running around the circle as he played. They sang, and sang, and sang, and Kevin had to repeat the chorus three extra times because the crowd didn't want to stop singing. Neither did Caroline.

"'Cause maybe-e-e, you're gonna be the one that saves me! And after all… you're my wonderwa-a-all!" she sang. Kevin let his chord ring, bouncing between buildings, and then he finished with a quick strum of his guitar. The crowd applauded loudly. Kevin grabbed Caroline's hand and raised it above her head, then made her bow with him. People rushed into the street to shake hands with them and throw notes and coins into Kevin's guitar case. They made requests, and Kevin agreed to play a little longer.

"Alright," he called into the crowd. "Stop me if you don't know this one!"

Caroline and Kevin performed until late afternoon. Eventually, they decided that they had to go. Plus, the amps weren't fully charged and had died. So the pair had packed everything up, thanked everyone for their time and donations, and left.

"Alright, we made a good profit," Kevin said, shaking his guitar case. "Where's a jewelry store?"

"There's one just down here," Caroline said, leading the way. It was a small store, and Kevin didn't have to look long to find something he liked.

"What do you think?" he asked. He was pointing to a small necklace. It was very simple. Silver, with a flat, silver heart attached to it. Caroline smiled.

"I think it's perfect," she said. Kevin grinned and bought the necklace. As they walked back to the apartment, Kevin handed Caroline the rest of the money they'd made.

"For your help today," he said. Caroline smiled.

"Thanks," she said. "I'm glad Max and I went to your concert."

"So am I." Kevin replied. Once they got back to the girls' apartment; They found Max playing on Kevin's Nintendo.

"I deleted your Pokémon saves," she said coolly. "Hope you don't mind." Kevin held his breath and clenched his fists, white-knuckled. He began to count to himself quietly.

"He doesn't mind," Caroline said quickly, and put a hand on her fuming companion's shoulder. "Right, Kev?"

"... six… seven… eight... " Caroline laughed nervously and punched Kevin in the arm. Kevin sighed.

"Sorry about this morning," he said. Max didn't look up. Kevin pulled the necklace out of his pocket. "I got you something," Max closed the Nintendo, but didn't look up.

"It's shiney…" Kevin said in a sing-song voice. Max looked up. Then rolled her eyes, taking the necklace.

"You asshole. How'd you get this?" she asked.

"Kevin worked his ass off busking for it, didn't you, Kev?" Caroline answered before Kevin could say anything. Kevin look at Caroline confusedly as she nodded energetically.

"Um, yeah. And I bought it with the money I made," he said. Max smiled, then stood up to hug Kevin.

"Apology accepted."