Rm 217, Tuesday night

Okay, today was a day Johnny wasn't soon going to forget. He pretty much figured he'd be dreaming about spiders tonight and squealing like a girl in his sleep. Hopefully he wouldn't wake Savannah.

After a super hot shower, why yes, he liked them hot, he sprawled on his bed and tried hard to quit feeling like he was itching all over. Ew.

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