"Jesus," Max grumbled. "I'd give my left tit for someone else to fall madly in love just so we could stop talking about Hope and Noah." Lucas chuckled. "We don't even need someone to be in love. Just someone to put on a good show." *** This is my entry for the March Monthly prompt competition from r/LITGFanFiction on Reddit. Thanks to this community for creating so much inspiration to keep writing. Will be adding more to this story in April so stay tuned!