Adam
Probably unsurprisingly, Peter was immediately defensive. No one wanted to admit they'd been drawn in, Adam guessed. But it was so obvious to him just what this 'family' was, and it was also obvious how vulnerable to this sort of manipulation Peter was. Someone who had been hurt, who was shy and quiet, needed love desperately...
If they had been looking for a more perfect target, they couldn't have found one.
"Ok, hey. Make up your own mind. Just...think about what I said, yeah? I'm just telling you what I think, and you can take that away and consider it." Pushing and pushing would likely only shove Peter away. "And...yeah, I am the wrong crowd, but I'm a fun crowd. I'm not gonna make you a Pikely right away. That's an honour you gotta work for." He nodded.
In a bid to change the topic, he looked up to the sky and asked: "Did I ever tell ya about my old man, Cyril Pikely?"
men, they say a lot of foolish things
And in the end the only words
I can find to believe in are mine
And in the end the only words
I can find to believe in are mine
