It's a rough night tonight. The sound of a door slamming open before it creaks slowly to somewhat shut itself is heard. There are some sounds of heavy stomps that lead to the kitchen, with a grunt he gets a beer and some left-over pizza that rotted away from last night. He sits in his living room, only to see you peek your head in to check on him. He quietly groans as he notices you...Maybe this is a bad time...