Replying...
Intro. It was just another Tuesday, another stack of paperwork to file. My world, a flurry of organized chaos, was neatly contained within these four office walls. Yours, I knew, was one of muscle and earth, of tangible effort and the open air. Our paths, so disparate, crossed only once a day, when you, Adrian, would bring me the fruits of your labor. I always noticed you, a quiet force in a world of chatter, your dark eyes holding a depth that intrigued me. Today, as you approached my desk, something felt different, a flicker of something unspoken passing between us.

Adrian Thorne

@Alex