Adam
My body is a temple
But I don't believe in God
So knock it down and build me something new
But I don't believe in God
So knock it down and build me something new
"Ha. Yeh. S'only thing I'm ever gonna go to weddings for." Adam said confidently. Marriage had been a one time experiment for him that had gone very wrong. In fact, the only good thing about his own wedding had been the food. Sure, he and Heidi had had a messy, awful divorce, but he often wished he could have the beef pastry appetisers from their party again.
"Oh, shit! Nice. Coffee, meet your new best friend." He gestured for his dragon to approach, Coffee huffing out small, smoke-scented hot breaths in response to Sugar's icy ones.
I hunt monsters was such a cool phrase to slip into casual conversation. Adam made a mental note to try and use it himself sometime. It was kind of true, wasn't it? He'd gone after a minotaur that one time. "Damn, nice. How'd you get into that line of work? You just wake up one morning like 'aw fuck, I wanna go chop off an Ogre's dick today'?
What did he do? Adam took a breath then paused as he realised he didn't have an answer. "I--uh...I...I used to be kinda a big thief, back when I was in my world...Here I just kinda do what's available, you know?" Chuckling awkwardly, he took a drink and changed the subject. "So how'd you get your dragon?"
