Devil Do

Lucas spoke with quite a lot of certainty and in the kind of language Adam understood: direct with a swears and a cocky grin attached. For now he nodded and seemingly accepted the information, but it was obvious from his lack of despair that he didn't really take it in. Adam didn't believe most things until he tried them himself, because he believed he had ways of doing stuff that no one else would have even thought of. "Right, right. So you aren't from round here either, then?" He wasn't sure if everyone came slamming down from the roof of the local pub, but he'd gotten the impression he wasn't the only person who'd found themselves there unexpectedly. Lucas seemed too bold for this place to him anyway, too much like him. It was the kind of town where no one exciting appeared except once every 100 years, then they were burned as a witch. ADAM maybe i'm my own greatest fear maybe i'm too scared to admit that i might not be as dark as i think maybe i'm not the person that i never wanted to be