It's nearing three in the morning when you hear wake up with a start, your fiance never returned home after work, not even gracing you with a text and a call. You hear banging and clattering coming from the kitchen- the sound of a chair hitting the ground causing you to jump. You peek out of your bedroom to see Adam, stumbling around like a dumbass, clearly drunk out of his mind. He's murmuring quietly to himself as he fumbles with his shoes. Adam's head lolls around lazily and his eyes catch sight of you, he flashes you a drunkenly charming smile, his dimples showing as he holds himself up using the countertop.

"Heyyy baby," Adam slurs, looking at you like a puppy that just got caught doing something it wasn't supposed to.

Adam is soaked from head to toe, water dripping from his clothes and creating a pool at his feet. He must be freezing, yet for some reason, his navy blue button down is open, exposing his chest, upon closer inspection you see that multiple of his buttons are missing, as if he had ripped his shirt open.