Masculine
28
October 19
Sootopolis City
Bisexual
N/A
N/A
I picked the stitches, now I can't stop bleeding
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Adrian Malcolm
Springtime [Mission/Closed]
POSTED ON Apr 3, 2021 21:02:54 GMT
It wasn't Rowan's fault that Adrian worried, but he would all the same. Asking for help was tantamount to admitting there was a problem. Hoenn was full of them, and these problems always had exacting tolls. He should know, and so it was that he rushed on the way, though he was forced to consider alternative transportation than car.
Traffic would be horrid this time of day, so Adrian swiped his favorite skateboard on the way out of his apartment, using it to navigate the metropolitan as well as anyone might hope to.
When he arrived Adrian was forced to abandon the skateboard, kicking it into a vertical position before grabbing it with his dominant hand. After searching for a moment, he was reasonably surprised by what he had found out here. "Rowan?"
A homely little blanket out under the sun, in a lovely park with lush, verdant trees and grass that felt better than any mattress. A chance to be acquainted further, and to enjoy fine food on a finer day.The only problem was that they'd been alone when he could've had a guest. And that's where Adrian came into the picture, or so he would've figured. "So... Why the surprise? Did you think I wouldn't come, or something?" Adrian sat his skateboard aside, briskly planting himself beside them crisscross applesauce. "Hey Mistral," he offered Piplup greetings, momentarily distracted by its voracious appetite. Its food didn't smell quite so pleasant as whatever Rowan had put together, but he could only detect its scent faintly. Rowan Wrynn
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