John woke up to the smell of bacon cooking. He sat up and saw Alex and Paul, his roommates, grabbing for some cooked porkchop out of the furnace. And Zane, another roommate(he had 6 roommates in all) was searching in his chest for something, along with Jack. Lastly, Steve and Nat was nowhere to be found. John called for a meeting, and everyone except Steve and Nat, hastily grabbed a chair and sat down, Alex and Paul both chewing on porkchop. "So, what are we going to do today? Who are we going to grief?" asked Zane, the griefing maniac. He was clutching a block of TNT in his hand and seemed eager to light it up. John looked cautiously at the TNT and said " Stop playing with that! We don't want to blow up our room, do we? Now, lean in and listen carefully..." Zane, Alex and Jack leaned in as he said. "Tonight, we are going to blow up... the chief's house! At this point, Zane was smiling with glee.
