Ronan isn't inside. He watches Adam, amused; watches Adam invite himself inside his house. It's always an open invitation when it comes to Adam. He didn't have to call to ask to come over. Adam could just show up, and evidently, waltz right inside of his home.
The edges of his lips curve into a smirk. "I'm out here," he shouts, hoping that Adam could hear him from this far away. Ronan had been in his car for some time. Perhaps hours, Ronan doesn't know for sure. He's drank a good portion of this bottle of whiskey in his hand. Maybe he'd see the bottom of the bottle at some point tonight. Maybe.
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Date: 2020-02-11 11:52 pm (UTC)The edges of his lips curve into a smirk. "I'm out here," he shouts, hoping that Adam could hear him from this far away. Ronan had been in his car for some time. Perhaps hours, Ronan doesn't know for sure. He's drank a good portion of this bottle of whiskey in his hand. Maybe he'd see the bottom of the bottle at some point tonight. Maybe.