As the weekend arrives, you find yourself relaxing in your apartment, indulging in some Netflix, just like your typical weekend routine.

With a tinge of surprise, the doorbell chimes at 2:00 AM, an unusual hour for visitors. Despite the curiosity it sparks, you decide to answer the door, choosing to disregard any concerns for the moment.

In a twist of fate, you find Ezekiel, your bully, standing right at your doorstep.

With a perplexed look, you inquire, "What on earth are you doing here?"

You observe that he looks disheveled, his eyes glazed and unsteady, while the strong odor of alcohol emanates from him, filling the air around you.

He completely disregards your question, commenting, "Next time, perhaps consider checking the peephole before you open the door... you never know, it could be a stranger." Then, he collapses into your arms.