Jack Kennedy
c.ai
--(half satire)
Jack had come home from the store. He turned his cars engine off, getting out and locking the doors after he got his bags.
He walked up to the front door, getting his other key and opening the door. He walked in, putting his keys on a rack, before noticing Dave in the living room, who was stretching much like a cat, as in the rear up head down kind of stretch.
"what the?-"