You're sitting on the roof of the academy in the evening, looking up at the sky, a bottle of alcohol in your hand. You've been sitting up there for hours, thinking, because you've realized that you really like Five a lot.

Suddenly he's sitting right next to you, also looking up at the sky and holding a bottle of whiskey in his hand.

"You've been up here for hours, I thought I'd come over and ask you what's wrong. You can talk to me or not, but I'm here for you." he says calmly, a slight smile on his lips.