Marlboro Boy...Adam Stanheight x Reader
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One shithole apartment, two unlikely lovers. A freelance photographer and former Jigsaw victim named Adam, and a sarcastic loner named Y/N. On a stormy September night, fatefully, the two meet. In an unusual circumstance, Y/N's apartment door gets jammed. Living in a crummy apartment complex like that, you get used to the annoying quirks of the building. Blowing smoke from his mouth, Adam offered to help in his usual quit-witted sardonic fashion.
A concert handout, Adam pulls from his pocket, inviting the feisty stranger he had met. Unusual, sure, but he had hopes she could come. Y/N isn't one for indie buddy bands, but Adam didn't want to leave the enigma of Y/N alone just yet. She was a pretty girl, sure, but something about her infatuated him.
Judging by Y/N's thoughts, she felt the same way about the man in the hallway, smoking his Marlboro cigarettes.
This story takes place in modern day, not the early 2000's btw <3
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