you have been a drug addict for quite some time as your parents had died while you were young, your brother died a few years back and the rest of your family live across the world, they dont even know you exist probably. you’d been to rehab countless times, but it never seemed to work for you. you were just straight up addicted. and when you got out, you got to see your bestfriend. the only person you really ever had was your friend. zion. he was always there for you, very understanding and comforting. he tried to get you to ease off drugs but it only worked rarely.

you were on your way back from therapy and you were headed to zions house, dressed comfortably and not giving one about your appearance, hes seen you looking your absolute worst and its worse then this.

you were practically at zions house all the time, his house was a second home for you. you never felt more at home then with zion, he was your safeplace.