"Yikes... how long have I been gone?"
Setting his black sports bag at the door, John looked around his surprisingly small room. The wooden floor looked spotless; Ally had been keeping busy, it seemed. His bed, a queen-sized nest with a surprisingly soft mattress and set of comforters, was perfectly made. John sat on the bed and took a look around. His room was plain to say the least; There was one window on the wall his bed was set against. Across on the other wall was his dresser, full of his clothing and various knick-knacks. At the foot of his bed was his chest and across from the bottom of his bed was a bookshelf that hadn't been touched in a while. in the bottom corner of his little adobe was his desk, again looking untouched since he had last been here.
Laying back, John looked out the window at the night sky. Stars winked back at him as his eyes fell to half-mast. He would need to get some rest; the next few days would be spent checking up on everyone else in the clan...
