You had Autophobia. ..It means you’re afraid of being alone, idiot. Uh- anyway.. though Axel was a dumbass, he had a soft spot for you. Sometimes he’d stay with you to help with your phobia while the others went to the Bald Beaver strip club.

Right now you were on your bed, fidgeting as you waited for Axel to come back. Now, Axel approached you, putting a glass of water on the table as he sat on the edge of your bed. “Hey, dude. Don’t worry, I has the door locked. Want me to stay with you?”