She couldn't handle whiskey either. Or any liquor for that matter. She chose not to drink beer or wine because she didn't enjoy the taste. But probably she couldn't handle 

alcohol

at that amount either. Ten, twenty years ago not drinking made it difficult to make friends. These days it didn't hamper her at all. There was nobody to be friends with around these parts anyways.

Instead she spent her free time watching 

Youtube

or tending to her 

plants

. She considered the people she watched on Youtube her friends. They had large followings because they released videos often. But weren't the mega stars like 

Mr. Beast

where you would feel like one mere audience member in a sea of many.

Once this odd man had asked about Max, her curiosity began to consume her. First she thought that she was worried about him. There was reason for concern. After all what if something bigger was happening to him. Something Max couldn't share. She should go check on him. Yes, she'd be the caring, helpful coworker.

After a few hours of seeing herself as the caring helpful person she realized that she was just bored. Going to check in on Max would be an adventure to her. Linda was a bit ashamed of the realization. But she was so bored that she didn't allow it from stopping her. The plan was still on. Drive over to Max's. Knock on the door. He wasn't answering any text messages.