Earl brought the four towards a certain house at the edge of the town. The house looked simple and humble; it didn't have too many decorations on it and it seemed like it was old, but pretty sturdy.
He entered inside and invited the four in.
"Gramps! I'm home!" He shouted as an old man stepped out of a room that seemed like a kitchen.
"Finally! After not going home for a week, you decided to return! You're really a pain in the ass!" The old man scolded as he hit the young man with the wooden spoon he was holding.
"It's just, I can't go home immediately! You know? Important stuff!" Earl explained.
"Important stuff, my ass! Just say that you're too drunk to even walk yourself home! Your clothes reek of alcohol! Go and take a bath, you smelly bastard!" The old man continued to scold as he kept on hitting the young man.
