Johnny Storm

As promised, Johnny had movies and beer ready for his and Savannah's night in. Okay, they practically spent every night in but tonight they were doing horror flicks and beer. Couldn't get much better than that.

Destiny was cozy on the foot of the bed, and Johnny, dressed in a pair of jeans, was comfy with pillows against his back, leaning against the headboard. Remote control was in his hand and he was ready to get the movie started.

[For the girl.]