Corruptions
When everyone had left, her and Adrian were the last ones at the Watchmen hideout. Both had been attached at the hip for weeks now, but Alex knew he didn't think there was chemistry between them. He was twenty-five, she was eighteen. He must've had a girlfriend in his normal life. Alex scolded herself for thinking so foolishly.
Again
Adrian half-smiled as he saw Alex approaching the table at the restaurant. She was still so young, barely any changes had happened since he met her when she was eighteen. He stood up and held out her chair for her. She smiled at him and realized that he may be a different person to New York City, but he was still the same Adrian to her.
Embarassing
Alex slightly glanced to her left and quickly popped the collar of her black button-down coat up to avoid the enourmous Nostalgia wall mural. She was walking down the streets of New York City at night, just so happening to walking right next to a Veidt ad poster. The worst part was that she couldn't even forget about him. He was everywhere. He owned New York City. Everytime she attempted to forget Adrian, he'd find a way to walk right back into her life.
Unmasked
KC and the Sunshine Band's I'm Your Boogie Man blared in the streets, hippies rioting vigilantes in a mob. Alex peeked around the vandalized wall, seeing Dan with the Comedian who were scolding the riot. She was on patrol with Adrian that night. She really liked him, but knew he didn't feel the same. Alex insisted she helped with the riot, but Adrian wouldn't have it. "You're too young to control a violent riot like that." He said. Alex rolled her eyes at him.
Strain
Adrian looked out the window as the rain poured down on the city. Dan Dreiberg talked to him about Rorschach's masked killer theory, but his mind was racing as he looked down at the panel under the window. The only things there were a few books on Egypt, Greece and a picture, a young girl with a younger man. His blond hair and her blond hair almost matched. She looked ecstatic, leaning into him for the photograph, he towering over her. The man, himself, looked confident and happy, in a white shirt and black tie, as his arm was around the girl's hip. It was a picture taken at a party years ago, in better days with the Watchmen.
Revelations
Neither Adrian nor Alex stopped arguing the night before, and tonight he was going reveal himself to the world. Alex looked at the flight tickets to Kraków, silently debating in her mind. She clutched them off her nightstand, taking one last look at the photograph of the Watchmen. "Screw it," Alex said to herself, "He won't notice I'm gone." With that, she stormed out the door, leaving everything she knew behind her.
Envious
"Mr. Veidt, remember that you do have a meeting with the board of defences at seven o'clock in the lab," The little blond assistant reminded him, glaring at Alex. Adrian cleared his throat, "Cancel my lab appointment, I have some other business to attend to for tonight." She nodded, keeping her glance on Alex, leaving the room with the clicking of her heels. "I don't like her." Alex mumbled into Adrian as he hugged her.
Anxious
Laurie smirked to herself as she sat on Alex's bed in the tiny apartment, Alex in the bathroom. Alex was so nervous about seeing Adrian, she was puking out her nerves in the bathroom. Laurie heard Alex puke again, so nervous she could barely speak. "Alex, I understand you're nervous, but it's Adrian Veidt you're seeing, not Nixon, or some other important guy. It's just Adrian."
Humiliating
Alex felt humiliated, fighting with Adrian while he was working with Jon in the lab, via television. Adrian was wearing a shirt and tie, Alex acknowledging how handsome he looked, but she was annoyed. He looked at her with his blue eyes. "You're the smartest man in the world," Alex sighed with confusion, "What am I to you, Adrian? A scientific equation that you need to study in order to get right?"