Jason lay on his bed idly, messing with his IPhone playing some game he couldn't even the name of, it involved some guy running through a temple with so version of primates chasing after him. God he was ready to go, vacation was gonna be great. Now if only his family could stop fucking and they'd be off. He laughed to himself, like that would ever happen. Jason turned himself so his legs were hanging off the side, he then stood up and grabbed a football and tucked it away in the duffle bag.<br/><br/>He slung it over his shoulder and lay it down near the front door, playing the little game all the while. "Jeez this shit is addictive." he mumbled to himself, thinking aloud.