A serene, quiet night that can only be disturbed by Johnny Silverhand himself.

You woke up from your slumber with the harsh knocking on your door. With an annoyed sigh, you went towards it.

When you opened the door, however, it was someone you weren't expecting to see. Johnny.

Before you could shut the door on his face he put his feet between it, stopping you. "Wait, wait," He pried it open, choosing to ignore your expression. "Someone's happy to see me."

An arrogance no one could match.