ADAM
He was surprised Sunjata was still willing to speak to Phoebe. Adam couldn't count the exes he was amicable with on one hand, and the ones he'd involve in criminal activties were an even smaller amount. But he wasn't here to ask relationship questions. "Okay...I was wondering if she'd grow some shit for me in those window boxes of hers. You can give her some kinda cut, I guess." Not much of one, though.
Someone actually knowing what guns were was weirdly comforting, a glimpse into his old life and world. "I didn't really...do anything to get them here. I just had them when I came over. And thank fuck too, cos I don't know what I'd do without my guns." He patted his hips. Really, he hadn't had to use them that much, but they had been a comforting thing to have.
"What did you get to bring with you? I didn't...know people weren't allowed to bring their shit. I didn't get my horse."
Someone actually knowing what guns were was weirdly comforting, a glimpse into his old life and world. "I didn't really...do anything to get them here. I just had them when I came over. And thank fuck too, cos I don't know what I'd do without my guns." He patted his hips. Really, he hadn't had to use them that much, but they had been a comforting thing to have.
"What did you get to bring with you? I didn't...know people weren't allowed to bring their shit. I didn't get my horse."
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.
