"Hey." Adrian said as he walked to the man standing by the bench. The figure was masked slightly by the sweeping darkness but Adrian could recognise that face anywhere.
"Hey, you look great." Niall said, gesturing at Adrian with a smile on his face and then greeting him with a hug.
"Thanks. You look really terrible."
"Fuck you."
"Kidding. You look hot. As always. You ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be." The doctor said, and they walked together into the restaurant.
"Reservation for Tarquin, right?" Adrian smirked, poking him in the stomach.
"Absolutely." He said, jerking at the touch. "Tarquin Fitzherbert. Hey, you've got a spare 3k in your wallet, is this on you?"
"Fuck no. 50/50. I'm still a student and you're a CIA operative."
"Shut up. I'm just a freelance torturer." Niall joked.
"Well I can vouch for that." Adrian agreed.
He gazed at Niall as he talked to the waiter at the entrance and got that fuzzy feeling in his gut that emerges when you really feel something for someone. Something real.
He couldn't wipe the smile off his face.
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The Lab Rat
HumorCollege student Adrian gets a letter in the mail asking him to take part in a scientific study. Part 2 is on the way.
