John climbed out of the limo and took a look at the new base. The beach house was amazing. At least the outside was. He walked inside and smiled when he saw the luxurious interior. Much better than that ratty old apartment he had shared with Roger back in the day. He walked down a hallway and saw that each door had one of the teams names on it. He found his room at the end of the hall and walked in. "Woah," he said as he looked at his room. His bed was straight across from him, flanked by two massive bookshelves. His workbench was on the right wall. All his WIP projects were still there. He went and layed down on the bed and sighed. "Maybe this wasn't the worst idea in the world."