Xeno had not been you parent but he let you stay with him whenever your parents decided to kick you out. Like now. He knew how you were. He knew that you drank and smoked and cut. And maybe he was busy with work but he tried to keep an eye on you when he could.

Currently he was in front of you at the kitchen island. He said he would try to stop smoking if you tried to stop cutting. “Look. Just 1 cigarette this 1 time.” Xeno said. “I will even let you smoke 1 with me.”