#torresxadam

[thebiancadesousa]

text: hot roomie

bianca: soooooo you know i'd never cheat on you, right? i know there are people putting thoughts into your head so i wanted to make sure that that was abundantly clear.

[bcautyqueen]

📲 ad

tori: hey idk if anyone told u but your brother's in jail. he got caught up in the raid ln

tori: well we both did, but they're holding him longer for some reason. i guess since he was mouthing off to the cops?

[cardinalgrc]

“Hey so if you could start being at the hospital more often, for non-life threatening reasons of course, that’d be cool cause I’m there all the time and it’s lame there without you.” @torresxadam​

[thebiancadesousa]

after the storm | badam

bianca: had only gone out around dinner time after her and adam's fight. she had gone looking for him, but with no success, and if he didn't wanna be found, then she had to respect that. after her short search, she had headed to the club, promptly quit, grabbed her things and went home to wait for adam. the couch was uncomfortable, but she was able to watch the front door from the couch until drifting to sleep. she didn't move much from the couch all day, except to go to the bathroom or grab something to drink. she just needed to see him come back through that door. her eyes are closed and she's drifting off to sleep when the front door opens. her eyes pop open and she sits up slowly when she sees adam, rubbing the sleepiness from her eyes, "adam?" she's not sure if she's just dreaming this or if he actually came home, "i.. i was worried." she whispers softly, looking at him with hesitancy.

[thebiancadesousa]

the blow-up | badam |

bianca: has been home for a few hours now, stress cleaning the apartment as she waits for adam to come home. she wonders if this vendetta person has made good on their promise yet and when she sees adam walk through the door, his demeanor gives away the answer. she puts down the cloth she had been using to clean the kitchen counter, slowly approaching adam, "hey. uh, so, i got this text that basically said um, i can either let them tell people about a.. friend of mine... who used to work at the club or they can tell people about /me/ working at the club. and i wanted to protect this friend so... i'm guessing.. you got some kind of text?" she's fidgeting with her hands, accidently chipping her nail polish in the process.

[thebiancadesousa]

Adam: could tell this wasn’t over. There was no way it could be that simple. His smile faded as he watched the tear fall from her eye. “B…”His voice trails on lowly. Getting up, he moved over to the chair next to her, letting go over her hand only so he could hug her. “I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you.”

Bianca: watched as he moved himself closer to her. She knew she probably shouldn’t, but she let him wrap his arms around her and she leaned her head on his shoulder. He was always her place of comfort, she didn’t know who else to go to when she was down. She spoke softly, “I know... but it does hurt, thinking of you with someone else. I don’t wanna let it affect me, but it does.”

[thebiancadesousa]

i trust you / badam \

bianca: had been avoiding people and laying low ever since she had that run in with her ex. work was a living hell, always thinking he'd show up and surprise her again. but the idea of seeing adam relaxed her somehow. she got herself out of bed and showered quickly, trying to look at least somewhat put together, though her eyes held a tired fear in them. she was opening the blinds in her studio dorm space when there was a knock at the door that made her jump at least a million miles. grabbing her chest, she panted as her heart beat raced. taking a few steps towards the door, she peered through the peephole and sighed with relief when she saw adam. bianca quickly opened the door and threw her arms around his neck, "adam!" she exclaimed with relief. after a quick hug, she ushered him in, closing the door behind him, "sorry, i'm just really happy to see you." she smiled with an apologetic cringe.

[thebiancadesousa]

q and a \\ badam //

bianca: hears adam coming home and places the note back down on the bed. a puzzled look is still on her face as she turns towards adam when he enters their bedroom, "uh hey." she smiles, though her eyebrows are still knit together, "although i'm happy to see you, i um, i think... it looks like you maybe left your mail opened on the bed?" she questions, glancing at it before just picking it up and holding it out to him, "just... i'm a little confused.. who's giving you money? just so you'll go to dinner with them?" her head tilts curiously.