Master of Puppets (I'm pulling your strings)’s
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Master of Puppets (I'm pulling your strings)’s
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from the World Burnt group.
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Johnny grinned. "I think I might."
"Yeah."
"Do you have a special someone? Not a boyfriend, I know you don't have one of those, but someone you like? A lot?"
Johnny ran up behind her. He slowed and began walking beside her. "Fine. But not for too long!"
"Hey! No! That's mine! I should be the one to carry that..." although, inside, Johnny was grateful that she was carrying it, at least for now.
Johnny smiled and began to pack his bag again. "Ready to go?"
Johnny smiled. "Yeah, I'm sure," he lied again. At least he was a good liar. Normally.
"Nope, not yet." Johnny smiled. "I slept well, I do believe." He was lying, of course. He had woken up more than once and his back hurt. Again.
"Morning? Barely. Not even dawn yet. The sun should be coming up soon, though..." he looked down at her. "How'd you sleep?"
Johnny was up before the sun. When he opened his eyes, they were about half an inch away from Autumn's. He got up quickly, to avoid an awkward situation if she woke up.
Johnny shrugged and moved a little closer. His shoulder was about half an inch from hers, and he felt asleep with his hand on top of hers.
"No! No, not at all! I'm used to this. I want you to have more room."
Johnny shrugged. "No, not really. You have more room, if you're cramped..."
Johnny smiled in the darkness and pulled back as far as he could, giving her room. There was a good three inches or so between them.
Johnny reached into his pack and pulled out his one measly pillow. He got into the bag, too, lifted her head, and put it back down on top of the pillow. "There. That better?"
"Sure, I'm fine with it. I mean, I had to share a bed with my sister and dad until they moved out..." He didn't really understand what was so embarrassing, and, because of the light, couldn't see her blush.
"No, no, no! I want you to have it, if only one of us can have it..." he said, almost blushing and tossing her the sleeping bag.
Johnny's smile disappeared after rooting around for a little bit. He looked up at her. "Yeah. ONE sleeping bag."
"I brought a sleeping bag!" He smiled, dropped his backpack about two dozen feet off the road, and started rooting through it.
"Nah, I'm good."About twenty minutes later, Johnny stopped. It was well after midnight. "To you want to settle down for the night?"
