Adam held his hands up in defense. "I'm not diminishing it. I'm just saying, having previously been a teenager, and a teenager in love, I can say that it's a lot closer to a desire for orgasms than a desire for happiness and companionship."
He leaned over and took the parchment from Pete to write the names down on it. "You've made it all curly, by the way," Adam said, writing down the pairs that he had the cards for. "Love when you're fifteen just ends up in broken hearts. And getting called a slut, among other things." Not that Adam knew anything about that, or anything.