Savannah was probably wondering where Johnny was. Worried most like. Probaly wanting to kick his ass by now for not coming home last night or calling to tell her where he was.

Truth was, he handwavily slept in the common room last night to avoid having to explain to her what he did and who he now was. He was a bit out of sorts when he woke up and ( Read more... )

Johnny didn't have any classes till Thursday which meant he could totally take advantage of his free time.

So, sitting behind the cheap set of drums he purchased, he was banging away, actually sounding pretty good. And when he really got into it, he lit the drumsticks Reed made for him, on fire, and wasn't that so freaking awesome! Chad would be ( Read more... )

Johnny was lazy and had been all day long. No classes, no work, meant he and the TV were getting along great. It also meant that he really didn't have to get dressed. Gym shorts was all he sported, that and the can of soda he held in his right hand. He was watching a motocross marathon on ESPN and he was totally zoned out to anything else going on ( Read more... )

Johnny had been up all night, holding the letter he'd gotten from Savannah. He sat back on their bed now, a headache blurring his vision as he tried to read it again. The paper was old, crinkled, and seeming to appear water stained in certain places. He could only imagine Savannah crying as she wrote it.

The only bit of comfort he gained from it ( Read more... )

Dragon!Johnny was playing with Savannah's hair while she was sleeping. He was prouncing around, flapping his wings, and breathing fire up into the air. He's gotten pretty good at this over the week and could now fly pretty good. It was awesome.

But he was awake now and he wanted her attention. He wanted to go do something. He wanted to go outside ( Read more... )

"I AM NOT WYATT!" Johnny shot up in bed, blinking wide, waking up from some sort of nightmare where he and Chris were brothers and his name was Wyatt and Savannah and Summer were BFF's and... "What the hell?"

He rubbed his eyes and tried to wipe the images from his mind. Not that they were necessarily bad, just... unnerving in a weird sort of way.

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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 ( Read more... )

Johnny hadn't stayed at the Hotel last night. He had come home and slept in his own bed. Actually he had crashed because it had been pretty late.

This morning, he had showered, found something to eat, and came back to his room where he was planning on staying the rest of the day and evening.

He didn't need to see anyone or to talk about anything. But ( Read more... )

The handwavily made trip to DC had been nice. Fairly short but enough time for Johnny and Savannah to converse conversationally in the backseat of the cab and just enjoy the ride.

The couple looked extremely nice, at least this is what Johnny thought when he stepped out of the cab in his very nice suit, holding his hand out for Savannah. Smiling ( Read more... )