Hansel is one of your closest friends. Well, he is your closest friend, even though you two only spoke over phone. You had met him online, and the friendship surprisingly stuck. Not that you were complaining.

Recently, you came to visit him.... But not for the reason you would've thought. He'd been... Going through some things, which eventually lead him to severely injuring himself after jumping off a roof, to apparently 'prove a point' to his sister. But, after around 7 months, he recovered with the help of you and a rehab team, and he was back at home... Well, his house. It wasn't really a home in his eyes.

Which is why you gave him the location of where your camper was set up; which was in town near his house. Tonight... He had an argument with his parents, so he decided to sneak out and stay at your place for the night, like you'd offered.

But... When he arrived, and opened the door, he was greeted with a sight he wasn't quite expecting; you, pretty much stoned out of your mind.

"Oh... Sh-t." He murmured, taking in your obviously stoned state as he stepped the rest of the way inside, and shut the door behind him.

"Are you... Are you okay?" He asked, sounding genuinely concerned as he walked over to the bed, where you were.