017 - Private forevaaar //Video

[failed_bluff]

[Private to Johnny]

Hey, kid. Uh...

[Yeah, that's a nice way to start off. And he's not looking at the screen. He's sort of looking off to the side, chewing on his lower lip. He still feels awfully bad about hitting Johnny and all, whether it was a flood-esque port or not.

Just give him a second. He'll figure out what he wants to say.I think we

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[crispycake]

[Don't worry, Dally. Johnny ain't lookin' at you, neither. He hasn't looked at much of anyone since getting back from the Port...

[He's so...ashamed. So terrified that he's hurt someone...honestly, he really doesn't feel like leaving his cabin ever again, but he owes Dally something for putting him through all that hell...]

Y-yea Dal...sure, I can...I can meet you s-somewhere...

[failed_bluff]

[Poor bb Johnny. Dallas still can't believe he actually hit him. It was for a good cause....sort of, but still.]

Nah, nah. Uh--how about I come up there? What level's your cabin on?

[He still...just feels really badly about the whole situation. The least he can do is make that offer.]

[crispycake]

Y-yea, okay...

Uhm...3-11, that's my cabin...by the showers, you know...

[failed_bluff]

[Johnny doesn't even get a response. The feed goes dead after he has the information. About five minutes later, Johnny gets a loud, impatient knocking at his door.

WELL WHO COULD IT BEEE NOW?]