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Wednesday Evening, Room 217
After practice was over, Savannah had gone and taken a long shower.
A very long shower. One of those showers that you're in for so long that the water turns cold. Yeah, one of those long showers.
Once she got back to the room, she changed into a long t-shirt and leggings and then crawled up onto the bed to curl up with Destiny. She was worn out and her body felt drained of all energy.
No, she didn't care that her hair was wet. She cared that she was miserable and had upset Johnny -- and now Hannibal was probably even more upset with her.
"Maybe I should never leave the room again, hey, Destiny? Or maybe I should just hide in the closet for a long time?"
The little white dog nuzzled her cheek and whimpered at her.
A very long shower. One of those showers that you're in for so long that the water turns cold. Yeah, one of those long showers.
Once she got back to the room, she changed into a long t-shirt and leggings and then crawled up onto the bed to curl up with Destiny. She was worn out and her body felt drained of all energy.
No, she didn't care that her hair was wet. She cared that she was miserable and had upset Johnny -- and now Hannibal was probably even more upset with her.
"Maybe I should never leave the room again, hey, Destiny? Or maybe I should just hide in the closet for a long time?"
The little white dog nuzzled her cheek and whimpered at her.