Just a Little Bit

ADAM it's not a cry for help, it's just a cry for connection. The sound of the half-laugh drew a more genuine one from Adam as he buttoned up the fastening of his pants, finding Peter's embarrassment hilarious. The guy had to have genitals himself, right? What was so wild about seeing some? When he said he worked some things out though, he looked up a little more seriously. Perhaps he was talking about the Launceleyns, the 'family' he had joined? Had Adam's words finally gotten through to him once Peter had had a chance to think? Adam walked by Peter and pushed the door shut, to give them more privacy in case they were about to whisper the beginnings of revoluion. But then, Peter mentioned the 'kissing stuff' and he struggled not to start laughing all over again. While it was disappointing he had not convinced his friend about the mess he was in, he was very eager to hear about 'kissing stuff'. Leaning back against the kitchen counter, he raised his eyebrows and looked Peter up and down. "So what is it you wanna say about the uh..'kissing stuff'?" i'd trade my life and health, to make people pay attention. I'd sacrifice myself for the sake of entertainment.