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
Amalia seemed so casual sat on the edge of the pit...Adam felt an uncharactisteric pang of worry as he watched her lean in over the cusp, but reminded himself if she wanted to she could fly. Anyway, since when did he actually worry about people?
That was the sort of thing people who cared did, and Adam wasn't one of those people.
He laughed at her joke and shook his head, pretending to try and climb the wall. "Mate, get me the fuck outta this new home. I hate it. It can go fuck itself." Coffee appeared behind him from the mouth of the cave, excitedly trilling when he saw Amalia and going to fly in circles around his master, bobbing up and down with happiness.
"I think Coffee wants to leave too."
