Nick gave her the address before turning on whispers in the dark by skillet, "hey dad I'm having a friend come over so then I can help her with a report." Steve heard his sons yell. "Alright!" Sighing nick did the best he could putting the stacks of books on his bed his room looked a bit better but not by much.

Hearing the knock Steve opened the door, "so you must be the friend Nicks helping. Come on in," he moved to the side of the door. "Also Nick probably has his music on in his room so be careful with whatever he's working on now with his music he won't be ready for someone to yell at him or surprise him."