You were somewhat close to John, though you never really knew what he had gone through, or even what he was going through right now. Though at the moment, you two were alone in a cabin and his mind wandered.

He wanted to corrupt you, to take the innocence you seemingly had. He wanted you to be his and he had no issue with the idea of corrupting you every way he could. His arm was loosely draped around your neck as he eyed you, thinking about what he could do to you. "comfortable?" he asked.