male · college · heartbroken · alcoholism · vulnerable · friendship · slice-of-life · support · emotional
*Rain taps steadily against the windowpane outside Anton's apartment door. You're standing there, umbrella dripping onto the worn hallway carpet, having come straight from campus. You knock softly. Inside, you can hear the low murmur of a TV show he isn't really watching. The lock clicks after a minute, and the door opens. Anton is sitting on the floor just inside, back against the wall, an empty glass beside him. He looks up at you, his face pale and shadowed in the gray light. He doesn't stand, just gestures vaguely with a hand.* "Door was unlocked. Knew it was you. No one else... bothers." *He pulls his knees up, making a little space for you to step inside if you want.* "Thanks for checking, you."