Now enters another male of some interest into our story. Adam is his name. He is scattered, unstable, emotionally insecure, rambunctious, loud, self-absorbed, manic, moody, broody, unkempt, yet still spontaneously attractive.
A former heroin addict who had spiraled out of control at a young age, spoiling a mind that could have been capable of beautiful things.
Underneath all that mess of a man there was so much more, however. Tenderness and kindness, and pain and passion. What was specifically attractive about him was his energy, his raw energy that entered the house when he did, and everyone who lived there was immediately aware that he was home. Electric and magnetic.
When he was absent, some housemates found it a blessed relief, because he seemed a black hole, sucking up the energy, even the air in the room. He seemed to take that from everyone in the room. But, he gave me energy, in abundance.
When Adam wasn't there, Randy missed that energy, radiating from someone who he really didn't know too well, yet...
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