Chase had spent most of the night excitedly helping Kiley move her stuff into his room, doing laundry, getting used to being back in his own space, and then contemplating why the hell Daphne would invite his girlfriend to group sex with Jack. He was willing to let that last one slide, mostly because it had apparently gone out to all the women in the house, and couldn't overwhelm the fact that he really was happy.
He dressed in a hoodie with David's blue leather jacket snugged over it, a pair of jeans, and his boots. His trusty hammer was fastened to his belt, leaving Kiley with the rest of his menagerie of weapons and her ax, and the new barricade he'd installed on the inside of the door. He didn't know if she'd really use it, but better to have it and not need it.
He had an unlit cigarette hanging from his mouth as he stepped out of the front door, pausing to light it with a match once he hit the outside. He pulled a long drag from it and exhaled the smoke through his nose, feeling like a dragon as he approached Lennon with a grin. "Hey!" He stopped beside his friend before securing the cigarette between his lips and bending to tighten his shoe lace. He took another drag as he straightened again, then offered it to Lennon to take a hit. "You look a lot better. Feeling okay?"