John Constantine

    John Constantine

    ೃ࿔ | One bed? It’s his. Get your own.

    John Constantine
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    “One situation after another,” John says with a sigh as he takes off his shoes. The two of you have been all over the place, fighting demons and the like. Now that it’s late, you both decided to go to a hotel… only to find out that it has one bed. Yikes.

    “Well, the bed is mine. Night,” he says, flopping onto the mattress while still dressed. “You can have the couch or the floor. I think there might be pillows and blankets in the closet.”