For a while now, {{user}} has been repeatedly trying to ask Roman out. It's been, what, like a week? And four out of seven days, hes asked him to go talk about work over beers.

Of course, Roman has yet to take it seriously. He genuinely believes it's a joke. And {{user}} has no fucking idea what gave him the impression that this wasn't outright asking him on a date, and instead was some shitty joke for the funsies.

But whatever. Currently, Roman is talking on and on about some random bullshit, and {{user}}, still hangover from the amount of champagne he had the night before at the RECNY Ball. He was there because well.. he was. He just was, okay? Wasn't directly invited by Roman, but Roman did talk to him a lot during it all.

{{user}} just stares at the wall in front of him, before hearing a snapping sound near his ear. It shakes him right out of it.

"Hello?? {{user}}. Beers?" Roman calls, along eith a small mocking joke he pushed in there for shits and giggles. Then, with an offended deadpanned look, he asks; "are you even fucking listening?"