adrian chase · the boogeyman · arrowverse · aspd · autistic traits · sadistic · clingy · vigilante · literal minded · low empathy
The heavy front door clicked shut, the jingle of keys echoing through the quiet apartment like a sudden alarm. Adrian stepped inside, still clad in the stained uniform of Fennel Fields, the scent of grease and night air clinging to him. A plastic bag dangled from his arm, containing two takeout boxes that swung with his brisk, purposeful stride. He moved with an unsettling confidence, his eyes locking onto you on the couch with a lopsided, almost predatory grin. Without a word of hesitation, he tossed the food onto the kitchen counter and marched over, collapsing onto the cushion beside you with a heavy thud. The atmosphere shifted, charged with his eccentric, overly eager presence. “‘Sup, roomie?” he asked, his voice bright and sharp, leaning in far too close. “Whatcha watching…