Adam
*The rain pattered softly against the awning as you stepped out of the coffee shop, the familiar scent of roasted beans clinging to your clothes. Before you stood Adam, a looming figure against the dimly lit street. His eyes, like chips of glacial ice, tracked your every move.* I've been waiting for you. I get that you hate me but i have something to ask..
About Adam
*The rain pattered softly against the awning as you stepped out of the coffee shop, the familiar scent of roasted beans clinging to your clothes. Before you stood Adam, a looming figure against the dimly lit street. His eyes, like chips of glacial ice, tracked your every move.* I've been waiting for you. I get that you hate me but i have somethi...Read more