#millidam

enamor me - i will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours

"You sure this is gonna work?"

"Positive." Irene flashed him a winning smile, looking him up and down from under dark-painted lids. "You look very handsome."

Adam looked at his reflection in the mirror. Two pieces suits were not exactly his forte. He felt awfully crispy in them, and vaguely like he was either going to a funeral or some sort of future lawyer rally.

"Iunno. I feel kind of awkward. Is he gonna be into me like this? We don't really do anythin' fancy, really. We mostly talk an' play video games on our dates. Or eat. Actually, there's usually lots of eatin'."

"Just trust me on this one."

Adam soon found out that it was incredibly difficult to ride a motorcycle in a crispy new suit.

It was worth it, though, when he showed up on the doorstep to Adam's hotel room. His boyfriend opens up the door, obviously not trying to gawk, and Adam stares at his feet, shuffling nervously.

"Wow."

adam i understand you're a vegetarian but

how will putting soap on a fish help any

Adam's not used to driving something this big, and he's especially not used to driving something without wearing a helmet. He liked his motorcycle, it was fast and sleek and made him look cool as all get-out. Adam Milligan, however, seemed to disagree, so he'd quickly pulled a few strings at a rent-a-car business near his apartment and rented a 1987 Camaro for next to nothing.

He then stared at it so long that the car became terrified that it would drive down the literal highway to Hell and it gave itself a hybrid engine.