Taking his break from his workout, he walked over to his fridge for some a glass of sweat tea. He pulled off his earphones while pouring a glass when he heard the second knock at his door.
“Just a second,” he yelled out. St. John took a long drink from the glass, wrapped his towel around his neck and went to greet his guest. He wasn’t certain who among the Brotherhood was used to being so polite as to just knock. Some of them would have walked on in if they so wanted.
St. John opened his door and instantly smiled down to the youngest member of the group, Tabitha. And looking wonderful as always
“G’day, and for what do I owe this pleasant visit?”