Adam
Immediately, Adam could tell Ezra felt sorry for him, a realisation that crawled like cold treacle down his spine. But when he was stumbling drunk...he could hardly argue he was dignified and undeserving of the pity. He probably looked a mess at the moment, he knew. Maybe, if he wished hard enough, Ezra would forget it by the next time they met.
"Hey, I've gotten way more pissed than this here and no one cut me off then." He pointed out, but then he turned to leave, laughing at Ezra's last comment as he immediately fell on the stairs and was lifted up from the back of his shirt by Coffee, helping him scale the rest.
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
