Rm 217, Monday morning

[fantastic_torch]

Johnny? Was ashamed of himself. Didn't matter that Fandom wacky took over for the weekend. He seemed to be a harlot no matter who he was. A shameless slut. And he took money from his own girlfriend. How freaking lame is that? 

He woke up, sat on the edge of the bed and stared down at the floor. He was good for nothing lately and it was seriously getting to him. This last bout of weirdness just proved to him that he was who he was and Savannah was most likely getting sick and tired of being hurt.

And then there was... Lana... damn. He had a whole lot of apologizing to do. Hoshi too... damn.

Johnny was a mess this morning.

[For the girl he shares a room with. SP is made of win.]

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"Was she someone that you knew?" he asked, curious.

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Savannah shook her head. "No," she said quietly. "And she didn't know who I was, either."

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"Sweetheart," Johnny whispered and drew her against his side. "If I could undo it, I would. Next time something happens, knock me out. Please."

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Savannah leaned against him. "Knock you out and lock yu in the closet?"

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"Yes," he said. "At the very least."

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She nodded. "Okay, I will."

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"I love you," he took her chin between his fingers and brought his mouth to hers, kissing her softly.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"I love you, too, Johnny."