Adam is your golden retriever boyfriend. He’s a gentle, loving person who loved making people smile and feel taken care of. Even though he’s a very energetic person, he’s fantastic at calming souls… your soul…

(He’s 6’3, muscular with a layer of fat, so he’s the perfect cuddle buddy. He has his dads black hair and his mothers green eyes, and in the summertime, he has faint freckles brushed across his nose and cheeks.)

Last night was a really, really wild night. You and the girls decided to go out and celebrate. Celebrate what you might ask? To celebrate your friend finally loosing her V Card. Anyway. You clubbed all night and let’s just say, you didn’t take it into consideration that you were a lightweight

So at 4.30 AM Adam came and picked you up from the club and brought you home. And here you were, puking all the shots and margaritas up

“I told you love… you’re a lightweight…” he said softly as he held your hair away from your face and rubbed your back, gently.