Rm 217, Tuesday after classes

[fantastic_torch]

To say that radio hadn't bothered him, was an understatement. It had really pissed him off to know that Savannah had blabbered her mouth to practically everyone. Might as well have considering who all knew now.

Whatever, he went to her karaoke class anyway and watched her perform. After that he took off. He didn't bother to go to her cheerleading practice like he normally would have. Instead he came back to the dorms, took a shower, halfway dressed, and grabbed a beer from the mini-fridge.

Parking his butt in a chair, he turned on the TV and started flipping through channels.

[Door is open, as is the post. ETA: Savannah & Johnny's convo is NFB. Anyone that comes visiting or to kick his ass, does so after Savannah's already come and gone.]

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

And that would be Anders launching himself at Johnny again. "Could give you one to match, jackass."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Shit!" he yelled as he was thrown back by Anders force, hitting the floor much harder than last time.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders was swaying a little as he walked over, within range to deliver a rib-kick of his own, but he didn't.

"You say you love her," he said, a little muffled since he was still holding his nose. "If you really do, you won't pull that shit again. If you don't --" with a scathing glare that hinted he leaned more toward that theory -- "you're not gonna get the chance to hit back next time."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny grimaced, the pain in his back and head throbbing. He stared up at Anders, hating the fact that he knocked him back on his ass. "There won't be a next time. You forget who you're messing with." 'Cause yeah, there is the fire and all that. Johnny was just trying to fight fair.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders rolled his eyes. "Excuse me while I'm terrified -- damn right there won't be a next time. You don't deserve her. Never did."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"What the hell kind of talk is that?" he asked, standing, albeit slowly. "You're talking out your ass if you think you know anything about me and Savannah."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I know you got a real problem wrapping your pea brain around the concept of her being able to take care of herself," Anders said, backing toward the door and choosing to ignore all the times he'd ever freaked out about Phoebe putting herself in danger. "Hell of a lot of respect you got for what she can do. Way to be supportive, jackass."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Get the fuck out."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh," Anders said, with the kind of smirk that was meant to be an infuriating kind of 'gotcha.' "Best comeback ever, Storm."

And yes, he did flip Johnny off on his way out the door.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

At least he bloodied his face.

Because yes, that was important here. Dammit.

Cursing low under his breath, Johnny picked up his chair and threw it across the room, watching as it shattered the full length, standing mirror in the corner.