[Adrian's POV]
Han: I'm not mad. Stop being dramatic.
A smile made its way to his lips at Johan's reply. Exhaustion weighed his shoulders as he slumped at the edge of his bed. The few hours of sleep he had wasn't enough to recoup his strength. If it's up to him, he'd rather stay the weekend cuddled against the warm body he woke into. But he made a promise with Rhia he'd come over in the afternoon to discuss more about her new, complicated schedule.
Hearing Johan's sulky voice over the phone, however, helped invigorate his tired mind. Too bad he ended the call the moment he teased him. Shaking his head, Adrian rubbed his chin as he thought of what to text back to keep the conversation going. But a text halted his fingers from tapping across the screen.
Han: I'm going on a walk. Later.
Smirking, Adrian quickly typed, "doesn't it hurt to walk?"
