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Room 217, Tuesday Night
Oct. 2nd, 2007 06:58 pmAfter classes, Savannah had taken a long walk on the beach, trying to get her emotions and her temper under control. The conversation with Wyatt in class had really upset her.
Not only was she mad that Johnny had been goading Chris and poking at him that she had chosen Johnny -- he had been talking about her like she was a possession. A trophy.
That hurt.
She wasn't a trophy. She was a person. She definitely didn't appreciate being talked about like she was a possession and didn't have feelings.
When she headed back to the dorms, she was as composed as she could make herself.
[[OOC: For the boyfriend, la]]
Not only was she mad that Johnny had been goading Chris and poking at him that she had chosen Johnny -- he had been talking about her like she was a possession. A trophy.
That hurt.
She wasn't a trophy. She was a person. She definitely didn't appreciate being talked about like she was a possession and didn't have feelings.
When she headed back to the dorms, she was as composed as she could make herself.
[[OOC: For the boyfriend, la]]
