The next morning Lana woke up to the sound of knocking on her door. She got up grumbling, wondering if this was going to become a habit. Quickly putting on shorts and a shirt she went to see who was waking her this time around. She opened the door while rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
Jason stood in front of her looking as chipper as ever, holding plastic bags in either hand with a back pack hanging over his shoulder. She stared at him dumbfounded for a minute. He couldn't help but chuckle at her expression. He placed a light kiss on her lips and squeezed passed her. Lana followed as he made his way to the kitchen to place the bags on the table.
"What is all this?" She asked with a furrowed brow.
"We're going back to the basics." He smiled at her and pulled out a box of popcorn, twiz
