Room 217, Friday Night

Savannah had spent most of the day either with Johnny or with Chris and Summer. No one had wanted to leave her alone or to her own devices since they had brought her home from the clinic on Tuesday. She could understand their concern and she was grateful that they were keeping such a careful eye on her. Everyone had been really good about answering her questions, or trying to do things to trigger her memory.

The problem was that so far nothing was working and she was geting depressed about it. She knew things now, but only because they had told her them, not because she remembered any of them.

Currently, she was curled up on the bed with Destiny, trying not to give in to the tears that had ben hovering right near the surface for the last few days.


[[OOC: For the boyfriend.]]

Room 217, Friday Night

Savannah had spent most of the day either with Johnny or with Chris and Summer. No one had wanted to leave her alone or to her own devices since they had brought her home from the clinic on Tuesday. She could understand their concern and she was grateful that they were keeping such a careful eye on her. Everyone had been really good about answering her questions, or trying to do things to trigger her memory.

The problem was that so far nothing was working and she was geting depressed about it. She knew things now, but only because they had told her them, not because she remembered any of them.

Currently, she was curled up on the bed with Destiny, trying not to give in to the tears that had ben hovering right near the surface for the last few days.


[[OOC: For the boyfriend.]]