"Huh? A letter?"
Adrian tilted his head in a clueless movement, then suddenly remembered when Clyde asked him what to do when he couldn't reach the blond through anything the other day.
His tone drastically changed enthusiastic, "Oh! Did he write you a letter?!"
The blush on Ryley's reddened face intensified at once. His anger subsided as he reluctantly threw his gaze away, not planning to let Adrian see the awkward air enveloping his slender figure.
"Just answer my question." His tone demanding, "Are you the one who wrote it?!"
Hearing the pressure in the blond's tone, Adrian squinted his eyes and lifted the corner of his mouth, smirking at the cute side that the model showed.
He pretended he didn't hear Ryley's question and repeated, "So it's true? He really sent you a letter? Oh my... The end is really near!"
Adrian teased him while giggling and shaking his head. He then continued, "But how come you think I was the one who wrote it?"