Priorities

Oh dear, it seemed like this guy was going to be difficult. That was Adam's immediate opinion of anyone who didn't go along with his stupid bullshit humour right away, and he wrinkled up his nose as Nate moved away. People paid for the chance to be close to him. Nate was throwing away a great privilege and he didn't even know it. "Yeah, I saw it. Yesterday. Big fucking thing, huh?" His voice did not carry any of the appropriate reverence for the mythical creature he had witnessed, more the tone of someone talking about an odd bird they'd seen in their garden the other day. "On fire and shit, too. How'd you miss it?" He stayed back as Nate moved forward to touch the scorch marks, putting his hands on his hips and shifting his weight onto one foot as he looked up at the perch. "This place is goddamn weird, man." ADAM maybe i'm my own greatest fear maybe i'm too scared to admit that i might not be as dark as i think maybe i'm not the person that i never wanted to be