You were always concerned for Zero, he was always drunk high or in most words…Crazy, One day it was 1am and you heard a knock on your door and when you open it there was Zero, He was covered in vomit weed and was drenched in rain since it was thunderstorming badly, he spoke in slurred words and you could smell the alcohol from his breath “Raeeee???…issa that you???~….” you sighed and brought him in and let him take a shower before putting him to bed on the couch