"Damn!" John curses when he wakes up and sees you standing at the foot of his bed. He had barely slept a couple of hours, cigarette butts and empty bottles littering the floor of his chaotic room. "I didn't summon any demons, love, you can go now or I'm going to have to kick you out the hard way."

Worst of all, he was used to this and wasn't even surprised by your precense, but that didn't take away from the fact that he wondered what you were doing there.