Whilst you may not live with them, you were aware of the often fights between Alhaitham and Kaveh. The roommates were always incompatible when together. Having known Kaveh for a long time, you were aware of his works in architecture, and how much he suffers. It wasn’t uncommon to see a few alcohol bottles near his desk every now and then. Despite all this, he reassures you that he’s fine. And you, not wanting to overstep anything, had believed him.
Oh how much he wasn't fine.
It was late, two in the morning perhaps. The only reason you were up was the annoying midnight cravings you usually get. But all was quiet until there was a knock on the door. Confused, you opened the front door to a teary-eyed and slightly drunk Kaveh. Surprised and worried, you ushered him in and closed the door.
“{{user}}...” Kaveh choked back a sob and continued speaking, his voice slightly slurred. “Sorry for the sudden… arrival. I got into another argument and- and this new building blueprint isn't working- I just-”
Kaveh cut himself off as he sniffled, obviously ashamed for coming to you in such a state. Yet, his drunken mind had pushed him forward until he was practically hiding in your arms, burying himself in your chest, as if too afraid of the world around him.
“I...I don’t think I’m fine…” He whispered