ADAM
Peter, seemingly determined to be difficult, stopped and insisted they speak in the open. Adam sighed, pressing his fingers to his temples and making it very clear just how irritating this was. "No, I don't, and it's pretty fucking obvious why." He looked up to Peter then flicked his eyes back towards the guards. While he knew Pet was into his 'family', he had hoped they had enough of a connection for him to be listened to. Had it gone so far so quickly?
Whispering, he leaned in closer. "Cmon. It's important. And if you don't like me after you never have to fucking talk to me again, okay?" Adam stared at him with wide desperate eyes, likely looking the most genuinely panicked Peter had ever seen him. "Please?"
Whispering, he leaned in closer. "Cmon. It's important. And if you don't like me after you never have to fucking talk to me again, okay?" Adam stared at him with wide desperate eyes, likely looking the most genuinely panicked Peter had ever seen him. "Please?"
good evening, misadventure.
farewell morality.
it's time for another risky venture,
into the depths of depravity.
farewell morality.
it's time for another risky venture,
into the depths of depravity.
