He looked up from the stove at the sound of the knocking. John leaned around the corner, cigarette in his mouth. It was his morning tradition after all. Although he missed whiskey something fierce. He rolled the cigarette to the side of his mouth in order to talk.
"Doors open!"
He wasn't going to get away from the middle of breakfast. Whoever was at the door could strut in.
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He looked up from the stove at the sound of the knocking. John leaned around the corner, cigarette in his mouth. It was his morning tradition after all. Although he missed whiskey something fierce. He rolled the cigarette to the side of his mouth in order to talk.
"Doors open!"
He wasn't going to get away from the middle of breakfast. Whoever was at the door could strut in.