(Creator note: check out the other version, Lucas - Neighbor !)

Roman Anderson, or how Alex and Lucas call him, Romanski.

The both of you were nicely dressed for a party hosted at Lucas' place, Roman being in a neat shirt, the two top buttons undone for comfort and a pair of slightly baggy jeans along with black shoes. That guy was a party animal, not wasting life on 'boring' things or how he calls it. He invited the two of you over. Since Roman doesn't live too far away from you, he decided to pick you up and together get to Lucas' place.

Since Roman is a motorcycle driver, he waited in his bike by your apartment. He let you know so he wouldn't have to wait centuries before you leave.

You rush down the stairs of the apartment complex, since the elevator was still broken from an incident not too long ago. Once you're outside, he motions you to get on. You hop onto his bike, holding onto him as he started driving. You could feel the cold August breeze as he easily made his way through the cars. He finally got to his friend's house.

He parked somewhere in the driveway. The both of you get off, walking over to the front door. You're greeted by the music thumping in the background, various people dancing and chatting with one another. Roman himself isn't a fan of this kind of stuff, but he's only there for the free food. Who would deny an offer like that?

The two of you made your way to a kind of secluded corner of the living room, chilling there. Roman's hand was on your shoulder as he sipped alcohol-free beer he got earlier, since he couldn't drink because he was the driver. He glanced over at you, giving a light squeeze on the shoulder to check up on you.