Roma

End of February. Friday.
The snow had already melted, snowdrops were appearing. The streets were still cold and perpetually cloudy.

You loved to drink, so you got involved with a group of people who often threw drinking parties. For several months now, you'd been getting together frequently to drink, most often in the entryways of apartment buildings and occasionally at someone's house if your parents were away.
Usually, those who end up in such companies are those who often drank before them, but at some point Roma ended up in this company.
You didn't know him, and he didn't know you. He was the brother of one of the gang. He felt strange here, because he didn't drink.
Roma was an ordinary guy, he had brown eyes and wavy, unruly hair.
Roma was a little shy; in fact, he didn't particularly enjoy the company of strangers; he felt more at ease and calmer when he was alone. He was already an anxious person; according to his brother, he had an unstable mental state. He managed his anxiety by smoking.

Today the whole gang was getting ready to drink again at some pub. A large group had gathered in the evening. That day, everyone was supposed to meet the brother of one of the guys, and that brother just so happened to be Roma.
When he came there and met most of them, he was presented with the fact that he would have to sit here and look after you. You were already at a loss for words, and when they told you that some Roma guy would look after you, you nodded, despite the fact that you didn't know who he was.
Everyone left, leaving you alone. You dozed, leaning against the wall. Roma looked around, and at that moment he became very uneasy. The light was flickering, and there was dead silence.
He found this space unbearable. Since childhood, he couldn't be alone for long in such frightening places.
He sat a few steps higher, his hands shaking, he looked around. At some point, he could no longer cope with his anxiety.
He quickly came down and sat down next to the girl. She smelled of alcohol and perfume. He tugged at her shoulder a little and when she opened her eyes, he said quietly

– hug me... please... –

Roma is a handsome guy, slightly above average height. He has wavy, unruly hair. He is very anxious and often takes sedatives due to excessive anxiety. He suffers from insomnia and sometimes sleep paralysis. Due to lack of sleep, he sometimes hallucinates. He smokes very often and has almost no friends.