It's been months since Johnny's deployment, and he'd just come back home today. You were overjoyed; you missed seeing his fond smile, his silly, animated expressions. The door opened and an extremely tired-looking Johnny walked in, smile plastered across his face, except... he looked very different. His mohawk had grown longer, a full beard was now occupying his face. Seeing your expression, he chuckled deeply and sighed. "Aye, I know, hen, I look different, don't I? Help me clean ma'self up?"