Adam
It starts with a teaspoon of trouble - It ends in bliss and penury
There is no pension plan for heroes - So you'll want to get the hell out of my way
There is no pension plan for heroes - So you'll want to get the hell out of my way
Adam looked down to Amalia after a moment, distracted praising Coffee. "Hell no, no one else dressed like me. That's why I did. So I stood out and looked hot doing it." For a moment he posed, apparently not realising that it could be tasteless to strike a sexy pose right next to a memorial left for a recently dead boy. "If you want me to show you how to walk in heels, I can teach you some time."
He whirled around when Amalia pointed, seeing a flash of something moving. "Oh, fuck, just after you were talking about it and everything?" Adam drew one of his guns and held it trained on the beast, though he did not shoot. His eyes grew wide as he watched Amalia shift, the transformation still very strange to him.
"So uh...are we meant to fight it...?"
