WHO: Andrew & Captain John Hart WHAT: He can't resist the Spikealike! WHERE: Apartment #1203 WHEN: Friday morning RATED: TBA. I'm guessing R, since it's John.
He didn't understand why he felt so much frustration and anger in his heart. It was more than a simple betrayal- he had been betrayed by so many friends by now it almost didn't mean anything at all. John left him for time traveling, stole his meatloaf and now expected to come back unexpectedly and expect what? Forgiveness? He came prepared with his lightsaber and no belongings- not knowing if he ever was going to bother to stay.
He felt his heart sink deep into his chest with the dread of facing John. He hurt him so badly, he almost wanted to cry in the elevator ride up to the 12th floor.
Dude. Suck it up. ...I can't believe... I'm going to have to witness this.... Blagck.
Andrew felt strangely queasy but still nodded to himself and straighted up. He was a grown man and he could handle one more silly little scene where he was laughed at for being a nobody. He grabbed the key and started his march down the corridor to number 1203...