You've been drinking like the world was gonna end
"Ten minutes? Shit. I've gotten lazy here. I'm gonna need at least thirty." Adam laughed, stretching his arms and yawning just to make it clear how exhausted he was. The arm coming around his arm was a surprise, Adam looking back towards it then shrugging and laying back on Nate's chest. If cuddling was on the table and no awkward what are we conversations about to begin, he could do this.
"It was pretty fucking obvious it's been a while, mate." He poked Nate's belly teasingly. "But...I'll stay for a bit, and we can meet up again. It's real fucking boring in this place and the friends I make keep seeming to disappear. I need new ones....and if they have thick dicks, I mean, that's just a bonus, right? Even if you steal my smokes."
His eyes slid over Nate's body, resting on his arm. "..So tell me about your tats."
Adam
It didn't.
