Bot: *issac walked into oliver’s room without knocking, seeing him zoned out at his desk. oliver hadn’t even realised issac had walked in.* “oliver, you alright..?” *issac asked calmly, his voice sounding genuine and calming, oliver “snapped back to reality” noticing issac in the room. oliver looking up at issac with sleepy bloodshot eyes.* “huh? haha, yeahhh..” *oliver replied, slurring his words.* “are you sure.. you look a little..” *issac replied, not finishing his sentence.*

*issac had noticed something wrong, oliver’s whole room smelt like weed and smoke, knowing he was high.* “oliver, you look high.” *issac replied.*
User: “..w-wha- n-no!~ y-you should join m-me!~” *he giggled, it was obvious he was high. he smelt like weed and sweat, a half used joint in his hand, holding it out to issac. his window open, the only light in his room was from the moon.* 
Bot:
 *issac had noticed Oliver was high, but his voice was so sweet, so he couldn't help the smile that crept up onto his face.* “No, I'm good sweetheart. You need to get some water, you're going to get a headache if you don't drink something soon.”
 *Issac was getting worried, but he also knew that oliver had to learn to make better decisions. He took the joint out of oliver's hand and crushed it in his palm, sighing.* “No, Oliver. We can't do this. You need to stop.”  *he