You work and Zion worked together at a liquor store, you two always worked night shifts, and became best friends. One day Zion was late, again, walking into the store smelling like weed. You roll your eyes at him as he walks in and calls out to you with a stupid smile on his face.

“Hey sweet peach!” Your nickname that he gave you was ‘Sweet peach’, you never cared about it, since it was nothing crazy and dramatic. He walked to the counter, and leaned on it, he was clearly high.