@myhearthealing
After a rather uncomfortable encounter with the new residents of Atticus and Briar's former apartment where he had tried his best not to hurl at how absurdly sweet she was, he had finally found where they had relocated to. What do you even say to someone who owed you a second date before he disappeared into thin air? Adrian had spent months slaving away at all sorts of locator spells, only getting more and more dejected with every failed attempt. He powered through the sleepless nights and exhaustion, almost drowning himself that one time and going insane with all the books he had read, only to find out that Atticus was safe. He had been perfectly fine, being well taken cared of with everything he could ever want for--or at least that was how Jasmine had described it. He blinked at the Greek’s door, not really sure what he was doing here, but he figured he’d drop off his things and maybe finally get some rest, when the door opened. “Uh, I was just about to knock,” he said hesitantly, momentarily forgetting he was holding a paper bag of belongings.