Johnny Storm (
fantastic_torch) wrote2007-11-28 05:06 pm
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Rm 217, Wednesday evening
Johnny was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching a motocross race on TV. He could be heard shouting a couple times at the race while he considered stupid moves a few of the guys were making.
He was also munching on popcorn and wondering where Savannah was.
[for his sweetie pie!]
He was also munching on popcorn and wondering where Savannah was.
[for his sweetie pie!]
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He put his hand in her hair, fingering a thick strand, "Don't think that I don't trust you. I do, sweetheart. I swear to god I do."
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"I think from now on, you should call me, let me know if you're going anywhere. Off island to shop, whatever... you know?"
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She nodded. "Alright, Johnny, I can do that. Let you know and keep you informed."
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Besides, Levines were known for slipping their leash if she ever thought there was one.
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