"trust me, you don't. those are not comfortable at all." adam paused for a moment. "or so i've been told, anyways." he cleared his throat, eyes glued to the book still; if he could just focus on the goddamn words on the pages, he could almost pretend she wasn't there. "there's a bucket in the corner over there." he said, finally looking back up at her, the challenging grin on his face expression just how much he didn't believe her. "i'm sure you can hobble over with the handcuffs still on." // continuation from this post for @cvpidswings.
















