Writing's Second Taste

Chapter Twenty-Nine: His

I eyed Adam as his gaze was fixated on the book in front of him, his eyebrows scrunched up and his hand constantly reaching up to scratch the side of his head.

He never really minded whenever I show up at his door unannounced. It was so common that he once joked that he was on the verge of giving me a key. Best believe that I shot that idea down in an instant.

Going too fast there, partner.

"Are you sure that you're okay that I'm here?" I questioned, catching his attention and breaking his concentration, "I can leave so you can focus, you know."

"I'm sure that I could be alone in a cabin on top of a cliff and I still wouldn't be able to understand this lesson," he chuckled, bookmarking the page he was on with a pencil before shutting the book close, "I'm exhausted."

Glancing towards the blinking cursor on the laptop screen, I quite agreed with him. During the whole time he was studying, I was trying to keep up with my writing because the timeline gap between the sketchbook and the parts that I've actually written was growing too big.

So while he was trying to cram as many information in his head, I grinded chapter after chapter just to catch up. Even though I was the one who worried about him being distracted, I was the one completely out of focus.

Let me tell you something – he was adorable just looking completely confused in front of his book. He even had this habit of picking up his pencil, taping the eraser end on the table, and then releasing it. Instead of going back to reading, he would simply watch the pencil roll until it hit another object. He did it every few minutes or so.

"You want to go out then?" I suggested, "Let's grab a bit to eat or something."

His face lit up in the best way possible, just the prospect of being away from his apartment seemed like the most attractive idea I have thrown his way. He nodded happily, his brown eyes sparkling with excitement. I do admit that we haven't been really going out in technical terms. We just knew that we were together but dates were possibly non-existent because of how busy we both were.

"Alright, let me just finish this chapter and then let's go," he said, a new kind of motivation igniting within him as he opened his book once again.

I suppressed a laugh because even though he wanted nothing more but to escape, he was still the responsible kind.

Couldn't say the same for me.

I switched windows after I saved my document because I felt like I was going to be burned out if I kept going. I instead starting messaging my friends through our group chat, catching up with the happenings. For once, all of us were awake and actually online at the same time.

Reaching out for the glass of water Adam gave to me earlier, I chuckled along through the conversation. However, that cheerfulness was short-lived when one of them sent one particular picture.

You know Justin and I go to the same college, right?

Yeah, what happened?

So there's this girl that I know through another friend and she posted this on her story.

Right there on my screen was a photograph of Justin and his female companion all cozied up. He had her arm around her and she had face nuzzled by his neck, both of them smiling happily at the camera. There was a sticker of a heart at the upper right corner and nothing else. Both of them were obviously intoxicated, it was obvious from the faraway look in their eyes.

But that did not discount the fact that he found someone.

Well, this was interesting.

Sienna, the drama!