ADRIEN'S POV
I stood there for a while longer, soaked while staring down the street like the car might turn around.
It didn't.
Eventually, I made my way back to my own car, every step heavier than the last. I got in, soaked with rainwater, dripping it onto the leather seats and I didn't care. The umbrella is somewhere behind me back on the road, let the rain have it.
I gripped the wheel but didn't start the car.
instead, I pulled out my phone and called.
It rang once. Twice.
Cameron picked up on the third.
"Yo, Adrien—"
"Meet me at Helix," I said. My voice was low. "I'm already on the way."
There was a pause. "Everything okay, bro?"
The silence on my end must've said enough. I hung up.
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The lights of Helix Lounge bled through the windshield as I pulled up. Neon red and ice-blue. Fake warmth. The valet stepped up to my window.
I tossed the keys over without a word.
