DRUNK ADRIAN CONFESSING HIS FEELINGS FOR YOU I BEG
no bc i just started writing this exact fic.... anon are you in my house rn 🤨here's a little sneak peak as a treat
"Usually, Adrian’s phone calls were a welcome occurrence. It’s always nice to hear his voice, and although he’s known for his big mouth, he’s also an attentive listener. He calls you at least twice a day—once to wish you a good morning, and once to wish you goodnight—but it’s not uncommon to receive three or four calls from him within 24 hours. There’s always a hint of surprise in his voice when you answer the phone, most likely due to the fact that he spent most of his life getting ignored. You made a point to ensure he knows that you’re always one call away.
So, when the familiar tune of you carefully chosen ringtone sounds from your back pocket, you can’t help but smile to see Adrian’s name flashing on the screen. His phone calls were always a sweet surprise, ranging from long tangents about interesting hits or courtesy calls to inform you that he’s standing outside your apartment door. However, your smile was immediately wiped off your face as you hear Adrian’s voice come through the other line.
“A woman named Shirley is trying to kill me,”