Johnny was quiet for a moment. He clasped his hands together, his elbows on his knees as he stared down at the floor, thinking, knowing what he wanted to say to her but having a hard time getting it out.
Finally he said low, "I want to do something though. I want to bad, Savannah." That probably didn't sound too great but it's all he could come up with.
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Date: 2007-10-16 01:34 am (UTC)Finally he said low, "I want to do something though. I want to bad, Savannah." That probably didn't sound too great but it's all he could come up with.