༘˚⋆𐙚 Sometimes love is not enough, and the road gets tough, I don't know why.⋆𖦹.✧˚
𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 where two souls from vastly different universes collide, Adrian finds herself entangled in a connection that no one else seems to understand. Bo...
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⊹₊⟡⋆ 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 ..! ⊹₊⟡⋆
. ݁₊ ⊹ (The Bascketball Diaries) .. #
"because you and i we were born to live"
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Adrian lay curled up next to Jim, her head resting on his chest as his arm wrapped around her shoulder kissing her gently. They stayed that way, comfortably silent, just enjoying each other's warmth. Adrian closed her eyes for a moment, feeling like time had stopped for them, as if nothing else mattered.
But then she glanced at the clock on her nightstand and her eyes widened. "Oh, shit, I really have to go. If I'm late, Sasha will never let me live it down."
Jim groaned, pulling her back down as she tried to sit up. "You could just stay a little longer. I mean, what's the harm in being a little late?" he teased, but there was a hint of hope in his voice.
She smiled, reaching up to playfully ruffle his hair. "Tempting, but I actually have to go." She paused, adding with a glance around her room, "And you should probably head out, too-my parents will be back soon, less than half an hour, actually."
He sat up as she slipped on her robe and then her coat, watching her with a quiet intensity. Just as she was getting ready to walk him to the door, he took her hand, pulling her back a step. "Adrian," he began, his tone more serious now, "I'm probably going to have to keep a bit of distance, just so people don't start getting suspicious, alright?"
She studied his face, noticing the cautiousness in his expression. "As long as I know what's going on, I'm okay with that," she replied softly, squeezing his hand in understanding. "We'll see each other soon enough."
He leaned in, giving her a final kiss before letting her go, and she made her way out, disappearing down the hall. Jim lingered, waiting until he was certain she'd exited through the back door, the sound of her footsteps fading away.
Once alone, he glanced around the room, his gaze landing on her dresser. As if on impulse, he approached, pulling open a drawer. His hand hovered over a small perfume bottle, glinting in the dim light. He picked it up, testing its weight before using it to crush a few pills he pulled from his pocket.
