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adipucey ([info]adipucey) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-10 12:35:00
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RP: Becauase I've been meaning to tell you...
Who: Alicia and Adrian
What: Adrian has something to confess
Where: Alicia's office, Monument Alley
When: Wednesday afternoon
Rating: SFW

After what Susan had said, Adrian hadn't slept a wink. Finally - exhausted - he'd gotten up and made himself a strong up of coffee just as the sun was rising. Three more coffees and a large brunch later, he spent the day in his potions lab, trying his best not to think.

Of course, it's impossible to not think about whatever it is you're thinking about not thinking about! Susan had been uproariously drunk and he probably shouldn't have even kissed her, but honestly it'd been the only thing he could think of to break her concentration and calm her a bit. But then she'd stopped him, and said something that had Adrian up all night and unable to get even a simple Pepper Up set right.

Around 2 in the afternoon, the not thinking thing hadn't panned out and Adrian was at his wits end. Normally someone to sit back and wait for things to happen to him, this simply wasn't information he could sit on, so he showered and changed and headed next door, determined to find out if he was insane, or Susan was just drunk, or maybe they were both right and this could be one of the best things to ever happen to him - or maybe at least he and Alicia would get a good laugh out of it.

It was with that last not-very-comforting thought that he knocked on her office door.


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