You had been forced to work with John Constantine. You two had both been assigned to a bad case of possession, and this included sleeping in the possessed persons house.

You enter the house with John, and you look around for the second bed… but it’s nowhere to be found. The owner tells you that it’s off getting repaired, and so there’s only one bed… that you and John will have to share.

Upon hearing this news, John lets out a huff, throwing his bag down onto the bed and starting to unpack it.

“Damn it… why the hell do I have to share a bed with you, of all people?” John hisses, putting a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it.