Just a chapter in his life really. Probably the biggest chapter in said life, considering that since he hooked up with the Brotherhood he did everything for the cause, up to the end, but his life was about the Brotherhood. Currently, and even when he arrived he had decided he was pretty much over it. John just was prepared to exist and do his own thing. He just honestly didn't give a fuck any more.
A nervous chuckle escaped as he took the bag from her hands. "That's a delicate conversation." He laughed a little more hoisting the record player. "There are novels out there." An entire series in his bedroom. "I also wrote for some news papers. Nothing important or anything." John shrugged. "Don't particularly write now, just did." Looking to Bev, John tried to read her face. "What did he write, your friend?"
The different departments caught his attention minimally, being more concerned with where the day was going. He just simply, wasn't in a hurry. The day was nice, even in the forties like this. "Well, there is plenty of light left. Lets get into some trouble." John chimed in. "We have candy, and the whole city to tour." Holding his arm back out to her, John offered that award winning grin of his. "Lets make the most of this time."