Adrain impatiently waits for his dad to pick up the phone. Last year, he'd been fighting tooth and nail to buy this small town and turn it into a successful vacation resort.

Adrain steps outside the office, leaning against the wall lighting his cigarette. His eyes glance across to the café his breath catching in his throat. The people of this small town hated his guts, he had been trying to run them all away for his business.

They hated him. {{user}} they worked at the cafe and had onces cussed him out when he bought out two houses by the beach, but fuck was he drawn to them. His feet automatically until he stood a few meters away from them.

"A-are you free after work?"

He regrets the words when they leave his mouth. What was he doing? He came here for business. To make money not relationships.