Seth frowned a bit more, hesitating before heading up to his room, grumbling about shitty steak. With the hinges having been kicked in he had to try and putty the door frame back together. He turned his attention to the ceiling after nearly an hour of trying to piece together the jigsaw puzzle that was his doorjamb.<br/>With a heavy sigh he set to patching the best he could from inside. Since his older brother had had such a volatile temperament they had proper patching materials around. Exterior though could be a problem.<br/>Carefully he went out on the roof, clearing away the light layer of snow as he made his way up to where the bullets would have come out. There was certainly some relief seeing that only one of the bullets had made it through the shingles. If not for the snow he probably wouldn't have ever noticed it. He cleared the snow away, marked the damaged tile so it could be dealt with later on and patched it up.<br/>Uttering softly he resisted the urged to have a cigarette and instead head back down to deal with his laundry. His face was flushed from having been out in the cold. After finishing in the basement he went to the kitchen and got things pulled out.<br/>Corn and steak. "Gonna be awhile." he called lightly as he set to getting a makeshift pouch made of cling-wrap made up with the steak in it along with some choice seasonings for a marinade. With the steaks set aside on the counter he got a pot of water boiling and turned his sights on the corn. Seth made quick work of ridding the ears of their husks before breaking them in half and putting them in the pot of water.<br/>"Want anything else?" he asked after a few minutes of listening to the tv from the kitchen.