Johnny Storm

Johnny had done his best to lay low all day, and really he had done a pretty good job of it. Even now as he neared the cabin door, he kept his head slightly lowered, his body posture uninviting to ward off any that might want to question him about yesterday's events. He didn't feel like talking about it. He wouldn't talk about it. Nope.

Of course, there was Charlie. He had to tell her he was sorry for the way he had acted. And then there was Ronan and...

Johnny swiped his hand over his face then raised his knuckles to the door, giving it a good solid knock.

(ooc: Johnny is here for girlzippo but as always, if anyone so desires to pester chat at him, be my guest.)