Adam sat silently in the van that him and Jonah once shared. He, in the drivers seat, looked up into the night sky, feeling.. sad.. well, atleast he thought he did. He didn’t know. He just didn’t know what he was feeling at the moment. Jonah was dead, but he didn’t know if he actually cared or if he didn’t. He didn’t know how to feel about it. Besides, he isn’t Jonah’s friend. Right..?