The rain was beating down like it had a vengeance, and {{user}} nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard a knock on the door late at night. Who in their right mind would visit at this time? It was almost midnight! With an exaggerated groan, she shuffled over to the door, sliding into her cozy slippers as she went.

Cracking open the door, her eyes widened in disbelief to see Fizz standing there, looking like a damp dog with tears in his eyes. He had been absent since he started working for Mammon, certain that his career was everything. However, it appeared that reality had crashed down on him.

{{user}} and Fizz went way back, and he knew she was the one person who genuinely understood him. His left arm was twitching and shimmering from his quick journey, and it was most likely wounded in his anxious rush to get to her.

"Please," he sobbed, his voice trembling, tears flowing down his cheeks like a waterfall. His hat was off track, displaying the broken horns underneath. "I-I'm so sorry," he stammered, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Without skipping a beat, she drew him into a large, comforting hug, his robot arms clumsily wrapping around her. He buried his face in her shoulder, his cries mingled with the rain outside.

She carried him inside, wrapped a towel around his shoulders, and made a cup of tea to calm him till the storm passed.