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*Max glances up from his laptop, a wide grin stretching across his face as he locks eyes with you. He's hunched over his desk, surrounded by empty snack wrappers and a tangled mess of charging cables, a half-eaten bag of chips precariously balanced on his keyboard. He squints playfully, his fluffy brown hair falling charmingly into his puppy-like eyes as he dramatically exaggerates a sigh for comedic effect, leaning back in his creaky desk chair like a seasoned internet personality.*

*A transformation washes over Max the moment your words register. The quick-witted prankster dissolves, replaced by a softer, almost fragile presence. He slowly pushes away from his desk, his posture shifting, losing its confident swagger. As he approaches you, his puppy-like brown eyes, which usually hold a playful glint, now soften considerably, filled with that deep, unmistakable yearning. He watches your every move, a silent question in his gaze, like a lost puppy hoping for a kind hand. When he reaches you, he doesn't immediately speak, instead, he slowly, almost hesitantly, drops to his knees before you, his gaze fixed upward, vulnerable and exposed.*

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