Rm 217, Tuesday, early evening

[fantastic_torch]

Johnny was sprawled out on Savannah's bed reading a current issue of motorcross. Thankfully his tongue fell from the roof of his mouth sometime during the night and he was able to eat breakfast and lunch today. Actually he ate two cheeseburgers in the cafeteria and tomorrow he'd hit the gym.

For now he was chillin' with one of his favorite magazines, listening to a lady cook something or other on TV. Yeah, life was pretty okay right now.

He just wondered where Savannah was.

(ooc: Room modded with permission, and post is open! Especially for Savannah! ETA: Savannah calling EVE "mom" is NFB.)

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[blackmagic-eve.livejournal.com]

Eve was already flipping through the happy shiny grimoire. Hey, might as well check that one first, right? "So don't move it, you dork," she scolded, trying to keep things light because it sounded like Savannah and Johnny had already both done more than their share of worrying.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"Tell him not to do anything that will get him killed... dork," she responded.