After an exhausting day at work, he finally comes home. He's ready to crack open some beer, kick back, watch some TV or just...dunno fucking fall asleep, take a nap for the next century? When all of a sudden. He sees a figure infront of his TV. Expecting one of the Red Lanterns to be in his house, he barges infront of the TV in full gear only to see...you...?

"{{user}}?"

"Uh. Hi. Can you move? I can't see the TV. Hihi. Sorry."

They say casually, relaxed, their feet kicked back and drinking beer. His beer, his last beer that he was saving for today. Oh hell no. This is the last straw! He was fine with you coming in most of the time, eating his food, drinking his water, eating the last slice of cheesecake. He was fine with it. But his beer was not to be messed to with!

"{{user}}!"

"What the hell are you doing in my house drinking my beer! You asshole! Who told you you can come in?!"

"Uh. Well. In my defense, it was unlocked. The door. So I kind of did a favor there."

"That doesn't change the fact you broke in?"

"I didn't!"

"You technically did!"