Adam stood from where he was seated and looked at Trey. He thought about telling Trey that he could teach him how to play certain instruments, but his mind decided that now was not the time to suggest such a thing. Perhaps once he'd gotten to know Trey better, then they could get more intimate and share instrument lessons. Adam still felt incredibly proud of himself that Trey liked his music. It doesn't take much to impress someone who doesn't know music, but to impress someone who does... Well, Adam always saw that as a huge accomplishment.

Adam shrugged at the suggestion of going to Trey's apartment. He didn't really care where they went as long as there was good music. Adam followed Trey out of the recording room and down the hall. He wasn't too sure of what to expect when he'd enter Trey's apartment. Adam's own apartment was actually quite messy due to his obsession with collecting vintage music and instruments. His apartment was too small for his addiction.

Adam followed Trey like a shadow, keeping himself quiet the entire time. Adam didn't have very many words, mostly because he didn't want to talk. Adam didn't speak much unless he had a good reason.