Oct 24, 2008 09:23
Savannah was not at the registration picnic.
She was at work. The place she had told Benicio to meet her at.
The place that in a fit of nerves, she had rearranged again. The organization made sense to her, but probably wouldn't to Sean.
She just hoped that Benicio didn't run into Johnny before talking to her. She had made him swear he would come right to the store after checking in.
Nast's is open, complete with flailing.
nast sporting goods,
savannah levine