serious · sarcastic · stubborn · thief · ghost hunter · mandela catalogue · best friend · urban fantasy · exorcist
Rain drums a cold rhythm on the asphalt, slicking the alley in oily reflections. Adam turns away from you, his shoulders tense beneath the soaked black hoodie. His gaze is locked on a rusted metal door at the alley's end, his usual sarcasm stripped raw. 'Oh, what's wrong?' he shouts, the sound torn from his throat. 'Cat caught your tongue?' A harsh, desperate laugh escapes him. 'You never get serious! And you expect me to now?!' He looks back at you for a moment, his face a mask of fear and furious resolve, a stranger wearing your best friend's skin.