#adrian004

[scthcartcr]

@adrianhcndrix​

Seth’s been pacing around the makeshift Clubhouse, creating what he’s sure will be a hole in the ground before too long, Rhea’s carpet wearing away beneath his feet. With a great sigh, he decides to move rooms, trying to do anything besides lose his damn mind. The Club’s been busy— between protections for those that needed or wanted it and the attempts to find the Rogues, well, everyone’s stretched a little thin. And within a moment, Seth’s stretched just that much thinner coming across Adrian in front of him in Rhea’s home. “The fuck you here for?” he asks, breaking his thoughts.

[bowieleblanc]

Status: closed @adrianhcndrix​

It’s natural the way their eye finds Isaac from across the room. Without effort, without trying, Bowie finds him. They always do. And they have no doubt they always will. It doesn’t matter if they’re both lifetimes, miles, feet apart- as they are now, they find each other, because it’s what they’re meant for. What the two of them have is an otherworldly magnetism, even if this thing they had is a thing of the past. Endings, however, don’t always mean the end of everything. No, they aren’t a couple anymore. Yes, the capacity in which they interact with one another is a lot different from what it used to be. But the natural way the Universe pulls them together? There’s no turning that off. There’s no switch to flip to power it down. And so Bowie lives with the fact that as long as they’re near him, they will always subconsciously look for him, and they will always find him. But they snap out of it, immediately turning their attention back to Adrian who sits with them against a wall. A little embarrassed, Bowie shakes their head and lets out a slight, apologetic laugh. “I’m so sorry, baby. What were you sayin’?” They ask with a plastered on smile, turning and giving him their full, undivided attention.

[rothane]

closed for @adrianhcndrix​

Halloween had never been Rowan’s favourite holiday --- she’d always been all about Christmas, but after meeting Andy she’d grown more fond of the holiday. Partly due to it being his favourite, and partly due to it sharing a date with his birthday. However, she isn’t and likely never will be a fan of costumes that consist of a full mask. Not knowing who might be under it is unnerving, despite knowing that all of the ghosts from her past are dead and in the ground. So she’d avoided Ghostface for the majority of the night until she sees the mask propped up on top of their head, revealing Adrian underneath. “Don’t you get claustrophobic in that thing?” She questions, a brow raised at him. 

[angelway]

Status: closed @adrianhcndrix​

Location: Skateland

Getting Angel to agree to going to disco night at Skateland was a lot like pulling teeth. She’d brought out every excuse she could think of not to go, preferring to hang back at Finn and Adrian’s house instead - away from all the ways in which she could absolutely embarrass herself at the roller rink. But whatever words she strung together to justify her absence from the event were invalidated and promptly shut down until, finally, she gave a reluctant and defeated okay. And that okay turned into consenting to becoming a human mannequin for Adrian and Bowie to play dress up with. In their excited transformation of her, Angel’s not sure she’s ever felt more safe or loved, which then sets the tone for her entire night.

With Adrian skating at her side, she shouts along to the familiar disco song playing in the rink, not caring who bothers to look her way as she sort of waves her arms around. Laughing, she looks over at Adrian with a wide, genuine smile. “Thank you for making me come to this!” Angel shouts over the music, the air of laughter slipping in between her words. Now that she’s having the time of her fucking life, she can’t imagine why she would be so reluctant to go to the 70s party. Sure, she’s crossfaded like a motherfucker right now, the alcohol and weed and a bump or two working in tandem, but for her? She isn’t overdoing it. This is perfect for her. And for the first time in a very, very long time, Angel feels like herself again.  “Really like I’m having so much fucking fun.”