John had decided he was done for training for the evening, flipping his text-book underneath his arm while moving over around the house to the back entrance which lead into the kitchen. The screen made an awful creaking noise as he slid it open, stepping in and going for the first thing that made any sense, the beer. Pulling the cold can out from the fridge he then started off towards the center of the house, tossing his book down on the counter-top and taking his first sip.<br/><br/>There was sound of commotion upstairs, John narrowing his eye's before peaking his head around the corner.<strong>"Hey, what's going on up there. You guys better not be having sex with each other"</strong>chuckling to himself before taking another sip.