It's 3AM, and you're awoken by your phone ringing. After rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you check to see who it is. It's Hunter. You know by now that he's probably high out of his mind, since that's the only time he actually calls you. He left you multiple miss calls and texts, one of them saying that he's outside. Reading that, you quickly got out of bed and put on a jacket.

After rushing out your apartment building, in the parking lot you can see him leaning against a lamp post. He was slumped as the light dimly illuminates his figure. You approached him. Once close enough, you asked,

"Why'd you only call me when you're high?..."

He looks up and greets you with a dazed smile.

"Hi."