#adam1975

it was tuesday, and it was pouring out. it just so happened that he was late, and so were you. he stepped out of his car, and you did the same, both coming from different direction and him making it inside before you. 

running, you yelled out “hold the elevator please!” 

he did, and when adam realized who he’d held the door for he blushed. 

“oh hey adam, how are ya?”

“i’m fine. how are you y/n?”

“eh wet as hell.” you had blurted making a ‘did you really just-” face as you tried to recover with a quick “from the rain. not in the sexual way, because that’d be weird. i mean not weird but-”

you two both laughed at the whole thing. when you both were calm, adam had an internal battle with himself on if he should ask you out. he had two more floors to make his move. 

“y/n?”

“yea?” 

“Wanna, like– I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”

your eyes almost fell out their sockets. 

“that’d be nice. when were you thinking?”

“i actually hadn’t gotten that far.” adam stated looking down, rubbing the back of his neck

“but i mean, i’m free at 12.” you input

“12 it is then.”

the elevator rang letting you two know you were at your designated floor. stepping out, you two smiled at one another before parting ways. 

“12!” you yelled laughing

📷 : The 1975 via sheisaphrodite

“Spin car round push your head down down down Smashing to the ground with you There's been a piece of glass found and a terrible sound, sound What if what they're saying is true? Oh I prefer it in your bed; television set I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared”