Tuesday Morning, Room 217

Savannah was sitting in the chair by the window. She couldn't sleep and she didn't want to disturb Johnny. However, she also wanted to be where she could see him and make sure she wasn't alone in the room.

The last few days had been a worse hell than she could imagine.

Some evil version of her big brother almost killed her. Her whitelighter and one of her best friends either didn't know who she was or didn't like her for some reason -- though she hoped that when the spell that affected Wyatt was broken, it changed Chris back, too. Because if it hadn't... she didn't know what she was going to do.

Yesterday in class had not been of the good. Things had been awkward and painful between her and Wyatt... and obviously between he and Isabel.

It had led to Wyatt walking out of class and Savannah leaving, too. (And it was her favorite class).

She had tracked down Wyatt because she thought it would be better for him to hear what had happened between them from her. She felt bad for the pain and guilt he was in over all of this. She also felt wretched because there was a part of her that was still a little gunshy around him. She knew that she was like a sister to him and he would never have hurt her. Even so, that evil version... he had scared her and had hurt her deeply.

She sniffled quietly, feeling the tears start down her face.

This whole thing sucked.

It didn't help that Wyatt had healed her in class, but now she had another damn headache. She knew he had healed her. The headache had to be from stress, worry and lack of rest.

And because she promised him, she knew Johnny was taking her to the clinic as soon as a post went up he was ready to take her... probably after he wanted to know why she had gone to see Wyatt alone yesterday.


[[For the boyfriend]]

Tuesday Morning, Room 217

Savannah was sitting in the chair by the window. She couldn't sleep and she didn't want to disturb Johnny. However, she also wanted to be where she could see him and make sure she wasn't alone in the room.

The last few days had been a worse hell than she could imagine.

Some evil version of her big brother almost killed her. Her whitelighter and one of her best friends either didn't know who she was or didn't like her for some reason -- though she hoped that when the spell that affected Wyatt was broken, it changed Chris back, too. Because if it hadn't... she didn't know what she was going to do.

Yesterday in class had not been of the good. Things had been awkward and painful between her and Wyatt... and obviously between he and Isabel.

It had led to Wyatt walking out of class and Savannah leaving, too. (And it was her favorite class).

She had tracked down Wyatt because she thought it would be better for him to hear what had happened between them from her. She felt bad for the pain and guilt he was in over all of this. She also felt wretched because there was a part of her that was still a little gunshy around him. She knew that she was like a sister to him and he would never have hurt her. Even so, that evil version... he had scared her and had hurt her deeply.

She sniffled quietly, feeling the tears start down her face.

This whole thing sucked.

It didn't help that Wyatt had healed her in class, but now she had another damn headache. She knew he had healed her. The headache had to be from stress, worry and lack of rest.

And because she promised him, she knew Johnny was taking her to the clinic as soon as a post went up he was ready to take her... probably after he wanted to know why she had gone to see Wyatt alone yesterday.


[[For the boyfriend]]

Room 217, Tuesday Evening

After the visit to the clinic, Johnny had brought Savannah back to their rooms. After she got changed into something more comfortable, he had tucked her into the bed.

Curious by all of this, Destiny had jumped up on the bed to curl up against her, as well.

After telling him that she didn't think she should take the meds on an empty stomach, Johnny had left water beside the bed and headed out to get food.

"Stay in bed," he ordered as he left. "I'll be right back."

She kept looking at the phone, thinking that she needed to call a few people.


[[OOC: Open!]]

Room 217, Tuesday Evening

After the visit to the clinic, Johnny had brought Savannah back to their rooms. After she got changed into something more comfortable, he had tucked her into the bed.

Curious by all of this, Destiny had jumped up on the bed to curl up against her, as well.

After telling him that she didn't think she should take the meds on an empty stomach, Johnny had left water beside the bed and headed out to get food.

"Stay in bed," he ordered as he left. "I'll be right back."

She kept looking at the phone, thinking that she needed to call a few people.


[[OOC: Open!]]