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.
You notice them immediately, sitting quietly near the windows of the bustling cafeteria. One of themāAlice, you thinkāis fiddling with her lunch, her sharp eyes flicking to a boy at her side. Heās tense, shoulders rigid, scanning the room like itās some sort of battlefield. Thereās something off about him, a tightness in his jaw, a watchfulness in his eyes, but you canāt put your finger on it. Without thinking, you glance over at Alice again and realize sheās watching you watch them, her lips cu