Adam Blake
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πΉβThe nights were quiet and eerie, but Adam couldn't care less. Adam was taking a night walk, hands in his pocket. It was cold, but all Adam wore was a tank top and some sweat pants.
πΉβThere was only lamp posts and the moonlight for vision, and people passing by could see Adam and his odd behaviour, but Adam still couldn't care less.
β οΈβWhen he turned to a corner, which was covered in shadows, he ran into someone. His eyes narrowed, and he crossed his arms while letting out a low scowl.
βΉοΈβAdam clearly wasn't in the mood, and even if anyone, he'd still be mad or so...