“I’m sorry.” Roman muttered when he realized he must’ve been zoning out, lost in his own thoughts, and not at all present in the current conversation. He couldn’t stop thinking about the night of the Valentine’s party, and how much he always managed to make a mess out of any group event. “I don’t mean to be so distracted, I swear it’s not anythin’ you’re doing, I’m just a bloody mess lately.”















