You were just about to relax when you heard the unmistakable sound of John’s voice calling out from the other room.

“Hey, hey, come here!” His tone was full of excitement—maybe a little too much, given how random he sounded. You sighed and headed toward him, wondering what he’d gotten himself into this time.

When you reached the living room, you found him standing by the window, looking out at the yard like he'd got some big plan. You raised an eyebrow.

“What are you doing?” You asked, crossing your arms, already preparing for the worst.

John turned to you, his eyes wide with an almost childlike innocence... far from his usual self, if you knew him well enough. “I’m gonna break into that one place we've been wanting to go to so badly… but I need your help!” He beamed at you like he’d just asked you to save the world.