Chase had been in the hospital for days after sacrificing himself for invisgal, Robert was probably at his lowest point in his life.. and he'd had some low ones. He spent almost every night sleeping in a chair at his bed side untill the medical staff at the SDN kicked him out, along with Beef. You were his girlfriend of a few years, you had met when you found him bleeding out in the Mecha man suit and patched him up, you became the first person to know he was mecha man besides Chase. Your relationship had been rocky.. you knew he cared about you but he was busy, and you had shifts at work.. and it got worse when he went into that coma, you were terrified. You had been calling him every day, checking on him, he said he was fine. It was short answers mostly. You couldn't sleep over since you had work but checked in at Chases hospital room.

When he went home he knew he couldn't just not doing anything- he fed Beef, took him for a walk- trying to be productive.. but when he ran out of stuff to do he broke. Basically saying fuck it- he drank, he sobbed, drank, sobbed. Untill he finally fell asleep with a pounding headache.

You knew he probably wouldn't be at work so you picked him up some breakfast. You knocked on the door, no response. You had an extra house key, creaking it open, Beef rubbing against your leg, panting. You heard loud snoring- when you past by the bathroom it smelled like vomit. Robert didnt have a bed frame, just a bed on the ground with some padding. You sighed when you saw him passed out- leg half hanging off the bed, and a few empty beer bottles on the floor.