Photo Hut, Wednesday, 9/12

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny was at work but he probably couldn't be found. He was somewhere in the back room totally not hiding at all from his girlfriend who brought him coffee every work day. Not at all.

Stupid radio.

Photo Hut was open. 

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[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

Dick had been walking around town, deciding whether or not he should go into Luke's and punch A.J. and get it over with or just forgetting about it because he's got the hangover from hell and any quick movement might have him throwing up. He decided to into the Photo Hut and get Johnny's opinion on things.

That is if he could find him. "Helllllo! Ow! "

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

It was a dude; Johnny came out from the back room and, "God, man, you look like shit. No offense."

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"I feel like shit, dude." he said. He didn't even end up leaving Caritas last night. "I don't know if it was the rum, the whiskey or the tequila. Probably the tequila. GOB might need to start buying a better brand."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny shook his head and set a bottle of handy-dandy asprin on the counter. "If it's any consolation, seems your ex suffered the same, except with just the tequila. You, uh, heard radio last night?"

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

Dick took the asprin bottle gratefully and shook out a few. "No, I didn't. I slept at Carits last night. Or passed out there, rather. Why? Did she make out with someone else?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"I don't think so; she got her ass drunk up on the roof last night. I would have checked in on her before I came to work, but uh, I might be in the doghouse myself."

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"What for?" he asked. He ignored that worrying feeling he had in his gut. He knew how Annette was with liqour but he told himself he was supposed to be angry at her right now.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Radio mentioned me and girls, dude, totally unrightous." Well it was. "I was not eyeing Meg or any kind of ravishment of Isabel. No way, dude."

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"I eye Meg all the time. If you think she's hot now you should see her in her cheerleading uniform. God, those legs go on for miles..." If only she wasn't such a prude. "If you're worried about Savannah, just have her meet Meg. Then Savannah'll realize you wouldn't be able to get with her even if you tried. Meg's like an impenetrable fortress. Only with more pink."

"But I think you might be in trouble with the Isabel thing." Dick said. Jeez, everybody had a crush on her. "Just try to explain everything before Savannah gets her first spell out."

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary stopped by since she had nothing else to do now that Hoshi was working at the hotel on Wednesdays. She hadn't heard the radio, otherwise she would be at the hotel trying to find out why her employees were staging a coup.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny was in the back room, fiddling with anything he could fiddle with.

And to hide. Though he'd never ever suggest such a thing. Come on!

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary was a little surprised to find no one working in the store, though she could hear noise coming from the back room. That could only mean one thing.

"Leo, are those more of your special brownies?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Mary. He recognized her voice. And he was not going to stare at her breasts oh my god.

He peeked his head out of storage supply, grinning. "Oh, hey Mary. Just me. No special brownies."

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary didn't mind the staring, really. If she did, she might actually wear decent clothing.

"Hi Johnny! Hey, if Leo does offer you brownies, I'd advise against it. He invited me over for brownies a while back and I was completely out of it for the rest of the day."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I believe he doctors them up a bit," he said, knowing he'd definitely eat the brownies if they were offered.

"How's it going, Mary? You been doing all right?"

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

"I'm not doing too badly," said Mary, smiling. The smile might have been a little forced since she still had some worries in the back of her mind about how Samantha was doing after their weekend in D.C.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Too badly?" There was a story there, he was sure of it.

(sp for me for a bit! I've got to head out!)

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Oh, look, a girlfriend bearing lots of coffee.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Yep, Johnny was in the back room, piddling around as one does when one is afraid that one's girlfriend might have heard the radio and thought all kinds of stuff that just wasn't true. Damn squirrels.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Savannah had heard the radio. However, having been the victim of the squirrels before, she was willing to hear Johnny's side of things.

"You have to talk to me sometime, you know. We live together."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Aaaah, his girlfriend. He knew it. He could smell the coffee.

He poked his head out of the supply room. "Oh, hi honey! Coffee? For me? Aren't you a baby doll." He strode forward, leaned across the counter, kissed her quick, and proceeded to pay attention to his coffee cup.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

She reached out and placed her hand over his. "Johnny?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Yeah babe?" he said, still looking at his cup, well now her hand.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"Talk to me?" Yeah, she had noticed how he wasn't really making eye contact with her... and that made her wonder if the radio was true.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Sure, sweetheart," he said, finally looking up. "What do you want to talk about?"