Savannah Levine

Savannah couldn't sleep. She hadn't slept much during the night and then after hearing the announcements/radio broadcast, she knew that wasn't going to change. After leaving a note to let Angela know where she had gone, she picked up one of her bags and wandered slightly away from the main area and away from her tent to find a quiet toadstool to hide beneath.

With everything that had happened in the last forty-eight hours, it wouldn't be so surprising except that she needed the rest. She had been running on adrenaline all day and had expended more of her energy than she should have by doing too much magic without enough rest or food. She knew better, but in retrospect, she knew that she wouldn't have made any other choice. She was a witch and a sorcerer, with a bit of demon blood thrown in. She had the power and with that power, she took a responsibility upon herself.

Yesterday had not been a good day. She had looked around at the people who had survived and she wanted to rage and cry because there should have been so many more in here.

( So Not A Good Few Days )

Swallowing hard, she turned to a fresh sheet and started to sketch a portrait of Wyatt. It gave her something to try to focus on and for right now, it kept her from giving in to the desire to curl up and just cry for a good long time.

[[OOC: Is completely open if you don't mind emo]]

Savannah was eighteen years old today.

She was sitting on her bed and there was a vase of roses on her nightstand and she was holding the bracelet Johnny had sent with the flowers. Johnny's gifts had made her smile -- and made her decide not to call Benicio about his gift. She knew everyone was going to freak about the car, but she was smart enough to know it was part birthday gift, and part bribe to forgive him for the last time they had seen each other. She placed the new keys on her nightstand and laid back against her pillows, playing with the bracelet and smiling like a dork.

She had the best and most thoughtful boyfriend.


[[OOC: Yep, it's Savannah's birthday! Post open for calls and visits. May end up going into SP.]]

With the exception of the saying goodbye to Anders, Savannah's last twenty-four hours had been pretty good for her. There had also been the picnic and shirtless Johnny and meeting Angela. That was someone she was looking forward to talking with again.

She had gone to the hotel to retrieve her belongings and came back to the room. She was home again and it felt really good.

She showered and then came back to the room. After changing into something more comfortable, she was lounging on the bed, completely relaxed.



[[OOC: For the boyfriend

ETA: NWS in the comments]]