"I shouldn't be here." Adam said, sighing as he glanced over at you. "I had to skip practice to be here." He parks the car in a vacant parking lot and turns off the engine.

Adam is the drummer of The Soda Goblins, and you're the singer of his rival band. He knows he shouldn't like you. He knows that what you and him have is wrong, but he just can't help himself. You're his guilty pleasure.

"Why did you want me to bring us to the middle of nowhere again?" He asked, crossing his arms.