adam young is not your typical hellspawn (![]() ![]() @ 2012-07-03 01:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | adam young, jack winchester (oc) |
WHO: Adam Young and Jack Winchester
WHAT: Hanging out.
WHEN: After Molly left the city but before Sam did as well.
WHERE: The forest on the outskirts of Colligo.
RATING: TBD [doubt it'll be too high]
STATUS: In Progress
Adam wasn't happy. Molly was gone, sent away by Asaph for some reason that Adam couldn't even fathom, possibly never to be seen or heard from again. Considering she was one of his closest friends, and generally amazing, he was less than pleased that she wasn't in the city anymore. And although he was definitely happy that at least others he knew were still around, he'd been having a hard time appreciating as much, or even really thinking about it.
Until Jack came over to visit, that is.
Within a few minutes of one of his best friends arriving on his doorstep, Adam's spirits had been lifted. Being reminded of just how much more than Molly he could lose, and having someone who was willing to face his bad mood because they were friends and that was what friends did, helped more than he could possibly say. So while he was definitely still not happy that Molly wasn't there, an hour or so after Jack had showed up at his door, Adam was at least having fun and doing things to keep his mind focused on other things.
Like trying to ride a bike down a steep hill that was surrounded by upright trees, fallen ones, and far more leaves than any one hill should ever have. Or, as was the current case, trying to have a conversation while doing such a thing.
Raising his voice so it could be heard over the wind that was whistling in his ears as he rode, wide open, down the treacherous terrain, Adam called out with a quick sideways glance at Jack who was keeping pace beside him, "I bet Dog'll beat old Chomper when they race down this thing next!" Because, clearly, that was the important thing at the moment. Not the pseudo-race taking place between the two of them (where they'd already agreed they'd simply tie so no one got too upset), not Molly being gone, not the honesty that was flooding the city - and their PDAs - on a regular basis. No. His mutt versus Jack's raptor in a race down a steep incline was definitely more important than all of that. Because not only had Adam decided that was the case, but he was pretty sure Jack agreed. And that was what mattered.