𝗦𝗠𝗢𝗞𝗘 𝗦𝗜𝗚𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗦! adam reed

RULE 14! accept the fact that not everyone is gonna fucking like u

﹙SMOKE SIGNALS ★﹚

I SAT ON THE FLOOR!

the carpet was warm underneath me.

i'd woken up sick this morning, but still had to go babysit adam.

instead of dressing up like i always did, i settled on a matching pair of red pajamas.

to top things off, i was sleep deprived and hungry.

everything combined made me so, so frustrated at every little problem.

i was so close to screaming at the coffee worker this morning when he fucked up my order.

not because he was an employee, but because he was a living human being in my area at the time.

but i didn't.

he was probably having a hard day.

i hate being rude to employees.

maybe i should try to do that when i see adam.

thankfully, adams annoying ass decided to bless me and stay locked up in his room.

usually i could spend the long, torturous day making fun of him, and then finally be able to go home.

but today, i was too tired to deal with him.

if he came downstairs, i was probably gonna vomit. hopefully on him.

i took a sip of my coffee, enjoying the silence while i texted my friends.

as usual, my peace had to interrupted by adam.

he bolted down the stairs, searching for something.

i rolled my eyes, ignoring him and his loud clanging through drawers.

adam eventually gave up.

he just took a seat on the stool near the counter, a few feet away from me.

unusually, i didn't make any comments.

i loved to insult adam at any chance i got.

i just didn't have it in me today.

i was so mad at him.

all the other days, all the other times i hung out with him, i could control myself.

our conversations were half normal, despite the fact we were arguing every two seconds.

we could never stop arguing.

adam always had a new stupid comment, a new stupid insult, or a new stupid critiscm.

one day he didn't like how my hair looked.