As much as he wasn't looking forward to this day, it was here, and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. It was time to go.

His stuff had been packed up and sent ahead save for the few things he'd left for Savannah. A few shirts, a hoodie; small incidentals that she'd wanted to keep with her. He'd said his goodbye to Destiny, and rather quietly did he and Savannah make their way to the causeway.

Everything that needed to be said, had already been said. It was the goodbye that was going to hurt like hell.

[[ OOC: And that's it for Johnny! Last post is mainly for Savannah but can be open before her if you like. ]]
Johnny was sleeping soundly. So good in fact he hadn't realized he was being a total cover hog. He didn't mean too, just like Savannah didn't mean to be snuggly and put her hair all over his pillow. If he was awake he would have to tell her to move cause hugging girls was just icky. So was kissing them on the cheek but that was for a special reason. Johnny can do special reasons cause they're special. Wyatt marrying them was special.

He made a silent promise last night before he went to bed that he was going to be good tomorrow. No more getting in trouble unless Dick hit him again and called him bad names. He wasn't a wuss. He should find Meg sometime too and tell her he was sorry. Maybe. Cause that might be embarrassing.

Maybe he would play with Isabel and Chris again, and Summer. Summer is very pretty. Meg might be prettier even if she did put him in time-out. He wouldn't make Lana cry - that made Johnny sad.

But he was sleeping so he wasn't thinking of any of this stuff now. He was dreaming of being a knight and protecting the huge tower from the fire breathing dragon.

[Establishy, will be a linkdrop eventually, can be open!]
After kicking angel ass, because yes, that is what he referred it to, Johnny came back to his room to wait for Savannah. This had to work, right? She was coming back and everything was going to be fine.

Well, it would be fine after he kicked her ass. Then he would hold her forever and not let go.

It's just the way things were going to be.

He was more than a tad anxious.

[Post is for the girlfriend.] 
Johnny? Was a mess. Savannah was gone. GONE! For fear of leaving the room in case she came back, he stayed put, pacing back and forth, calling her cell phone time and time again, to no avail.

This was madness. Utter and complete madness, and he feared he was going to lose it did he not hear from her soon. She was with Wyatt; they had to be some place safe. Maybe her cell was out of service, something.

"Damn..." he muttered, raking a hand back through his hair.

[Door is closed, post is for [personal profile] izzyalienqueen primarily.]
 Classes had gone pretty well today, despite the fact that he had pretty much egged Chris on and ended up wanting to plant his fist in his face. Amusing at first, yes. Later? Not so much. And, had he known he was the topic of conversation for a couple other people, he totally would have invited himself in and knocked a couple heads together. Damn boys and their ego's.

What? He wasn't including himself, come on!

He was currently playing X-Box, his lips pursed as he mumbled under his breath.

(Door is totally open!)
It was Saturday which meant Johnny could be shirtless all he wanted. He was in his room, didn't have to go anywhere or do anything and today was totally for chillin'.

Actually he was trying to pick up his side of the room a tad. It sucked. Johnny wasn't in to all this cleaning crap. And he desperately needed some laundry done. There was a big pile of dirty clothes in a laundry basket sitting in a corner. Laundry sucked. He wasn't even sure how to begin with that.

His week had been pretty slow up till the end. What with getting pissed in Flight and Flying only to kick ass later, and then the faire with Isabel and Charlie and Chad, and the dancing was totally fun. He had really enjoyed that. Then there was his date with Savannah. Nothing could have topped his week off better. Plus? His nose didn't hurt at all anymore.

Only if someone nice came along and offered to do his laundry, cause that'd be great.

(brain is jello but door and post are open.)
Johnny got moved into his room all right. Though he did have only minor problems with his door knob. He wouldn't discuss how he got it to turn for him either.

He didn't care about unpacking. He just set his stuff wherever and tossed himself down onto his bed. More privacy was better but damn, he didn't have anyone to be private with. What the hell?

He was restless and bored and thought about his workshops today. They were made of awesomeness.

Still..."Ahhh, screw it." He dug through a bag and pulled out his toy. The thing. Then he made it talk, 'It's clobberin' time'

(ooc: open to anyone especially roomie if he wants..sp is love)


Johnny Storm

October 2010

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