Jonathan's in the living room, sitting on the couch next to his wife, Nancy, who was holding their daughter, Cecilia. It was Sunday, and ofcourse, he and his wife weren't going out.

Jonathan was in the middle of kissing Nancy when a loud knock on the door interrupted, he let out a sigh as he pulled back. "Uh, I'll get it." He stood up, walking towards the door.

"Who could it be at this time of day?" Nancy asked from the living room.

He shrugged, turning the lock on the door. "No idea, we'll have to see" Once he opened it, his eyes widened a great amount. "{{user}}? What are you doing here?" He raised a brow.