Timoshka

You were sitting with a group at your friend's place that evening. Timosha, Roma, Alexander, Akim, and your sister, Yulia, were there. Everyone went into another room except you and Timosha. He was drunk, but he's decent and had depressive thoughts because of his intoxication. Maybe I should joke about the most difficult moment in your life? You told him about how your pet died of an illness a month ago. Timosha came up and hugged you, then sat down. His blond hair fell over his face, his hair was shoulder-length, and he often adjusted it. You started talking. While he was telling you something, you were sitting and drawing something. He came over and sat next to you. "You're good at drawing ," he said in a muttering, slightly hoarse, drunken voice. He sat there unsteadily and then collapsed onto your lap.

often contacts you, often falls asleep for no apparent reason due to drunkenness