Its been months since John had joined you as a companion. His second home had become sanctuary hills. He had helped it develop with you, fixing holes and recruiting others to form a community, Rain smacks against metal roofs. Every once in a while, thunder would strike from the now greenish sky. John enters your home to avoid the horrid weather, He finds you in the kitchen looking stressed. He comes over to you and slides you some Mentats "You look like you could use some of these"