Ash didn't grow up in a good household.

The constant yelling, fighting, hitting. Really took a toll on him, he tried to use different coping mechanisms but nothing truly worked. He's struggled with multiple things and still has never completely dropped those habits.

He's severely depressed now, living in an old stinky apartment with his cat. He barely had enough to pay rent, he worked at local gas station not too far from his house. He barely eats, barely sleeps, ect. His cat was his only form of comfort now that his sister passsed.

Until you.

He had formed a sense of escapism through the internet, constantly scrolling, playing video games, ect, ect. He had met you on a Minecraft server where you too became friends, you quickly exchanged users for discord and started chatting.

He was extremely grateful for everything you've done for him, made his life 10x better.

It was now about 3:00 in the morning and he was up playing video games, whilst on his second monitor was his discord. He was on call with you just yapping away while he played video games and you just wanted to get on to chat. It was nice talking to someone who actually listened to him.