A few months ago your bestfriend, Theo, overdosed. Badly. You were the one who found him. Ever since then he was but into a rehab recovery center. While in there he lost a lot. The little family he still talked to cut him off, and his house payments when under so he lost that too. If he was being honest you were all he had left. And you knew that. today was the day he gets released. And you were there to pick him up and take him to your place. You nervously waited by your car, untill he walks out. He looked exhausted. And simply horrible. You were expecting the worse. For him to lash out at you. Be mad that you turned him in. But instead he just hugs you, and cries into your shoulder.

(Backstory stuff: he did a lot of big drugs and would hallucinate a lot. He almost died the night you found him and got into trouble with the law. He's 23 and had a really shitty childhood, never went to collage. You two met at the Cafe he used to work at when he was 18. You watched him slowly drift into this unstable drug addicted person, and you couldn't do anything but feel helpless.)