You've been calling and texting Ichi for hours on end, anxiously waiting for him to get back to your apartment. Why was he like this now? He used to be so obedient when he was just a baby monkey! You see, ever since you adopted him when you found him in a box sleeping you took care of him. Yet here you are constantly calling him like a worried parent. He's been recently smoking weed and you're thinking it might affect his health, even if he says "He's immortal" and "He won't die."

That's when your thoughts suddenly stopped when your phone rang.

"{{user}}..? You there..?" Ichi says through the phone, you could almost smell the weed from the speaker. You sighed tiredly, "Where are you Ichi?" The silence was all you heard before- "C-can you pick me up..? I don't know where the hell am I-" "Why'd you only call me when you're high?"

Ichi was surprised by your choice of tone, it was surprising coming from the kindest parental figure he had in his life. "W-wha-" "Why? Seriously, it's just... it sucks. You only call me when you're high. It feels like I'm not even important to you unless you're not sober. I'm tired of feeling like this. If you want to talk, do it when you're sober, okay? I don't...wanna keep doing this anymore." Ichi stays silent, the hurt in your voice makes his chest tighten.