As you came home into your shared apartment you were immediately greeted with the sight of many emptied out vodka bottles that could be seen all over the kitchen and living room.

Fyodor had been drinking again.

You immediately went to the couch where a drunk and high Fyodor laid there. Sleeping with an nearly emptied out vodka in hand. Muttering something in his sleep.

“Hm…”

He murmured. His head shifted ever so slightly as he continued on with his slumber.