Johnny Storm (
fantastic_torch) wrote2008-06-22 08:51 pm
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Rm 217, Late Sunday night
Johnny came back to his room exhausted. Exhausted from handwavily fighting, and exhausted from trying to search for Savannah. After their argument things just went downhill for him and he wondered about their relationship. He'd probably been an ass but she was damn stubborn.
Peeling off his shirt, he grabbed a beer and sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching over to pet Destiny.
He supposed Savannah would get back when she got back. And he would sit there and try not to worry.
[For the girl.]
Peeling off his shirt, he grabbed a beer and sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching over to pet Destiny.
He supposed Savannah would get back when she got back. And he would sit there and try not to worry.
[For the girl.]
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"So tired," she admitted. Her shoulder and her face ached, but she wasn't going to draw attention to that.
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Johnny didn't get in bed. Instead he sat down in the chair and decided he wouldn't waste his beer after all.
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"You're not coming to bed?"
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When she would awake the next morning, she would find him already gone.
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As it was, she was late to class.