We're Gonna Have to Go Through It

Peter, for his part, had no idea of the chaos he was about to be embroiled in. He was actually having a rare moment of peace, watching the sheep in their pens. Logically, he knew he shouldn’t get attaches, but he had always liked animals, even if he had had nothing but bad experiences with them. There was even a soft smile stretched across his face, another rarity for him. The sound of stumbling footsteps reached him before anything, and Peter was already turning around as Adam called out to him. His brows knit together in a quiet confusion, yet his feet still moved him closer despite it. Adam stank, the smell of cider all but soaked into him. It was so bad Peter couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose as he approached, not bothering to hide the expression. ”Adventure?” He repeated incredulously, trying not to look like he was considering it. Adam was drunk, and difficult to read, and loud, but Peter couldn’t consider him a danger. If push cane to shove, he was certain he could handle him. So really, it came down to what he wanted. Peter took a long time to consider, longer than he needed, but no part of him wanted to say yes too soon and give Adam some reason to... gloat, or something. Eventually, he shrugged, and climbed over the fence separating them easily. ”What kind of adventure?” Peter try, try your whole life to be righteous and good