Adam did tend to wander on his own around the town, but not as much as his brothers thought he did though. He mostly went to the same spots and then came directly home. Not that he had a curfew or anything, but if he was honest with himself, this place didn't really have much of a nightlife. And even that didn't interest him much either. Like Sam, Adam too wanted to put their old, crazy lives behind them. The first step to that was focusing on his school work.
"I always pass by a used car lot on the way to the hospital," he replied, slipping his hands into his jeans before realizing they weren't his scrubs. He'd gotten so used to wearing them in the short time that he'd been here that it was almost second nature to him already. Despite how awkward his fingers fit into the pockets of his jeans, he left them there only because he'd made the decision and wasn't backing out of it now. "We could start there, or maybe we could ask around if we don't get anywhere with them."