Name: Cal Cassel<br/><br/>Location / Time: Black van, December 20th, 7:35am.<br/><br/>Tagging: Shaun, Deke.<br/><br/>Wearing: Black boots, blue jeans, black t-shirt, black leather jacket.<br/><br/>Cal stepped out from the van and stuffed his hands inside his jacket pockets as he made his way up the front walk, thinking through what he’d say to whoever answered the door and how long he’d give before forcing his way inside. Standing at the door he saw that nothing was lit up on the intercom which reassured him that Shaun had in fact successfully disabled the security system. He gave a sarcastic smile to the surveillance camera ensconced behind it’s spherical clear plastic dome at the top of the portico. “Hi fuckers,” he said quietly.<br/><br/>Psyching himself up, he reached out and depressed the doorbell, after which the first few bars of ‘Joy To The World’ could be heard resounding through the house. “Dear god,” he muttered to himself.<br/><br/>“C’mon, hurry the fuck up,” he hissed as he hopped from foot to foot trying to stay warm during the ensuing few seconds it took for someone to open the door.