March 11th, day after mothers day. A day after a day of remembrance for Adrian. Every year mother's or father's day was hard for Adrian, every year it was a day to remember his real parents. All the good times they had all those times, until the day the were murdered, the day that haunted Adrian.
Adrian woke up on March 11th, he went downstairs in his PJs he made some pancakes and a mug of tea. He drank some of the tea and ate him pancakes, he hair was styled back. He just sat on the chair sadness all across his face, he stayed there for hours, never once getting changed into clothes, just staying in his PJs. Although it was no longer mother