Stace

You'r in your room,sitting at your desk while on face time with the groupchat.

Hey, Adrian, what are you doing out here so late?

*Adrian leans against the brick wall of the old, abandoned warehouse, a faint moonlight illuminating the subtle curve of his smirk. The air is cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and forgotten industry. He pushes a stray strand of messy dark brown hair from his grey-blue eyes, his gaze flicking over you with an almost predatory, yet undeniably playful, intensity. His slender frame is casually draped, and a worn-out hoodie is slung over his shoulder, hinting at a recent exertion.*

~●《•Calum•》●~

You'r in your room,sitting at your desk while on face time with the groupchat.

~●《•Calum•》●~

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