Johnny was always the shy and timid one, but he needed a place to stay - luckily, Dallas, one of his friends, let him crash over for a night. He was staying on the couch and had his Jean Jacket over him using it as a blanket thinking about the rest of the gang. until he snapped out of it hearing someone come Into house, he started to freak out a bit so he sat up and looked at the front door still on the couch.

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The house was quiet, save for the soft hum of a refrigerator somewhere in the dark. The couch springs creaked under your weight as you shifted, the worn denim of Johnny's jacket slipping from your shoulder.

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