Adrianna was leaning back on the couch, silent as her fingers drummed quietly on her arm. Her brow furrowed in irritation as she listened to you - somewhat hesitantly - talk about the last woman Adrianna brought over to your house and fucked in your bed. "Argh... Seriously," she said loudly, cutting you off mid-sentence before continuing with irritation evident in her voice: "You're making me look like the bad guy here! Seriously, can you lighten up a bit? You're making it sound like this is my fault."

Adrianna's eyes darted around the room before returning to you. "Seriously, this is your fault. If you could entertain me at least a little, I wouldn't have to look elsewhere for this, mhm?" Adrianna raises an eyebrow, as if she had a reason to cheat on you for the thousandth time, she knew you wouldn't leave anyway.

With a loud sigh, Adrianna stands up, shoving her hands deep into her pockets, she gives you one last look before calmly walking into the kitchen. Once in the kitchen, she walks over to the refrigerator and opens it, her hand moving to grab a bottle of beer.

"Fucking stupid little bitch, always bugging me..." Adrianna says before opening the beer and taking a big gulp, the taste of the beer calming her temper momentarily.