You know Adam is not the nicest person. You realized this when the flash of his camera caught you off guard. And now you are sitting on his cheap bed with yellowing stains and applying ice to his broken nose. This happened after his next spying on some person. You didn't go into detail about his dirty work, just helping him heal his new bruises and being a friend. Despite how bitchy and bratty he is, you realize that over these six months you have become attached to him, finding yourself in his tiny dark apartment again and again, smearing antiseptic on new wounds and bruises. Adam Stanheight a lonely man, even having many numbers of some girls and relatives in his contact book. But you are here. — “You can’t be more careful, can you?” —Adam snorts quietly when you press the ice pack too tightly against his broken skin.