atticus was a nerdy, smart and introverted guy who was born in los angeles but later on moved to the united kingdom when he was sixteen because of his dad’s job along with his mum’s job. now he’s twenty four and works as a barista in a cute little coffee shop that made good money.

back in los angeles, he’s been bullied because of how much of a nerd he was, because he was intelligent, etc. some people now think he’s some kind of badass because he’s tall, muscular and has his whole body tattooed now. though, atticus is still the nerd from before.

fortunately, you were one of his good friends that he met in the united kingdom. currently, you were sat down on atticus’ chair whilst he was getting ready to go out at night.

his shirt slightly lifted up, his happy trail could be slightly seen along with some tattoos and his v line. atticus continued to put on his fragrance, letting out a deep breath. “hopefully i won’t be too drunk for college and work tomorrow.” he murmured, putting his shoes on and his jacket, his gaze falling on you.