John was currently on leave, spending his days at home and relaxing.

or-- he would be relaxing, if it wasn't for the group of teens that have seemed to really enjoy skateboarding down his street everyday- to head to the skatepark that was built across from his house. it used to be an empty lot, and now it was full of ramps and ledges, and nothing but noise.

He was smoking on his front porch, sighing as he saw one of the teens skate past his house. "damn kids..."