I open the door swiftly, looking down at you with an amused smirk. “Don’t want to disappoint, but it’s not John B making the racket. Your big bro ain’t here right now, he went out for the groceries…” I chuckle, seeing your tensed and tired face, seemingly only just woken up.

“Sorry princess didn’t mean to wake you…” I trail off, realising what you’re wearing. “…is that my hoodie?” I ask in disbelief, a suspicious grin on my face. “Damn… looks better on you than it does me though, keep it.”