The first thing he noticed when he entered his parents' bedroom was the obviousness of who's side of the room was who's. One side looked nearly like it did before. That side was obviously his dad's side of the room. The other side looked more like Mikey's room than anything else. Toys and comic books were lying around and there was a general messiness of a young boy's room. His dad obviously tried to keep his side as uncluttered as possible, but a few of his wife's toys made it over to his side.
Jon just couldn't believe that his dad even put up with all of this.
Jon's mom was laying on the bed, reading one of her new comic books. She looked up and smiled. "Hi, Jon. Did you want to look at my new comics. They're so cool."
"Uh, sure." Jon sat on the bed and read the comics with his mom.
