The desk lamp radiated a warm golden glow over the open textbook, a stark contrast to the hot, steam-filled chaos of twenty minutes ago. Ryan's eyes flickered to the 7:14 pm blinking boldly from the digital clock in the corner of the desk.
Three hours.
He has been in the bathroom for over three hours, spending almost his entire study time going from vanity to floor, and back to vanity. A realization that his actions were a complete irony to the little bravado he stated back then at the restaurant.
He was back at the study room, looking down at the oversized black hoodie and shorts that weren't his and at the man sitting beside him, smelling just exactly like the hoodie.
Adrian sat there perfectly composed, acting like the last 180 minutes hadn't happened, his fingers tapping gently against the table as he pointed to a complex diagram. He was cradled in a pair of joggers and a dark sweater, looking every bit the elite tutor.
