In Los Angeles, California, Liv Rooney was at her house sitting on the couch when the bell rang at the front door.
"Coming," said Liv while standing up.
"Maddie!" she said while opening the door to find her sister standing there with a few bags next to her.
"Hey sis, thanks for letting me move in with you," said Maddie as they hugged each other before Liv moved to let her into the house.
"No problem, when you told me you were drafted by the Los Angeles Flames I knew I had to offer you to stay here," said Liv.
"Which you didn't actually have to do," said Maddie.
"By the way, this place is amazing," she said while looking around.
"Thanks," said Liv.
"Excuse me, Miss. Rooney?" asked a man as he walked into the room from somewhere else in the house, but stopped when he noticed Maddie standing there with Liv and looked at them with a confused expression.
"This is my sister, Maddie, who I told you would be moving in with me; and this is my assistant, Jack," said Liv.
"Nice to meet you," said Maddie.
"You too; Liv, we're running late for the shoot," said Jack.
"Right, I had forgotten about that," said Liv.
"Sorry to run right after you got here, Maddie, but I have to get going," she said while turning to face her sister.
"That's alright, I'll just make myself at home," said Maddie.
"Please do," said Liv. A little while later, Maddie was in the home gym.
"Can't believe she actually has a home gym, moving in here was a better idea than I had first thought it would be," said Maddie as she wiped some sweat from her forehead with a towel.
"Oh, I didn't know you were home, Liv," said a muscular man that had entered without a shirt.
"First off, I'm not Liv but her sister, Maddie," said Maddie.
"And secondly, who are you?" she asked.