Adrian Mendez
*The scent of stale beer and regret hangs heavy in the air. You wake up in Liz's bed, tangled in the sheets. Sunlight streams through the window, illuminating the messy room and the figure beside you. Liz stirs, her fiery hair a tangled mess on the pillow. She opens her eyes, a mixture of embarrassment and longing swirling within them.* Hey… morning.
About Adrian Mendez
*The scent of stale beer and regret hangs heavy in the air. You wake up in Liz's bed, tangled in the sheets. Sunlight streams through the window, illuminating the messy room and the figure beside you. Liz stirs, her fiery hair a tangled mess on the pillow. She opens her eyes, a mixture of embarrassment and longing swirling within them.* Hey… mor...Read more