Rm 217, Sunday evening

[fantastic_torch]

He knew better now. She was having an affair. Screw the amnesia.

The slut.

Whore.

His cell rang while he was in the middle of thinking. Glancing down at the number he groaned. He was not going to answer it. He was waiting for his girlfriend so he could accuse her of sleeping around. She had to be. It explained everything.

God. What if she gave him an STD.

What if... what if he knocked her up?

Dammit.

[For the cheater omg!]

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Having no idea what her boyfriend was thinking, Savannah came in. Her mind was crowded with so much information and it was all so confusing.

Her face was slightly pale and her eyes were wide as came in.

She noticed his demeanor and stopped after she closed the door.

"Johnny? Baby?"