Rm 326 - late Friday night

[fantastic_torch]

Johnny was laying on his bed and was suddenly smacked in the face with wisdom. And it kind of hurt

He totally freaking forgot his birthday. He was 17 now.

His birthday? Was Wednesday.

Sue didn't even call him. Ben didn't even call him. Reed didn't even call him.

He didn't even get a cupcake with a candle on it.

Or anything with glitter either.

"Maaan!"

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[walks_two_paths]

Savannah was on her way back to her floor, when she decided to take a detour to see if Johnny was in. She couldn't stay long as she had to do a little studying about a certain spell she had cast, but saying goodnight wouldn't hurt.

Finding his door open, she tapped lightly on the door frame.

[fantastic_torch]

He looked over and grinned slowly though he didn't get up off his bed, "Hey you..."

[walks_two_paths]

"Hey yourself," she said with a smile, leaning against the doorframe since she hadn't been invited in. "Am I bothering you?"

[fantastic_torch]

"Not at all and why are you still standing there? You don't have to be invited in Savannah; make yourself comfortable. My bed is nice if you want. I'll sit up..." He was grinning devilishly at her and moved to sit up just slightly.

[hotceltogoth]

Ronan knocked hesitantly on Johnny's doorframe. He hadn't heard back after the message he'd left -- and he had finally realised that, hey, maybe something funky is going on with them, so he wasn't even sure that Johnny'd gotten it.

So, here he was, knocking, hoping that this didn't go badly like it could. "Hello?"

[fantastic_torch]

Johnny looked over a little surprised to see Ronan standing there, but glad for it; he enjoyed his company, considering...

"Come in, Ronan," he said low, perhaps with slight hesitation. For some reason he had a hard time containing his inward feelings for the other boy. He chalked it all up to that one night, that one experience that had totally blown his mind.

[hotceltogoth]

"Hey," Ronan said, stepping in. "I, uh. Did you get my phone message today?"

[fantastic_torch]

He leaned up on an elbow, "No, I didn't Ronan. Sorry. I think maybe there was something wrong with the lines today. I got some freaked out voicemails today." He lifted the hem of his shirt, hooking a thumb there at his waistband. "Was it important?"