Johnny was busy writing on a post it and almost didn't hear her. He put a D on the crate full of his CDs. "Um, I think maybe I'll let it go. Unless you want it." He told her, she did look pretty hot in it. But then again, she looked hot in most things.
He added another D to another crate of albums, and then carefully moved over to the closet with her. "Most of this can go, except my band tee shirts, of course." He said, leaning against the wall, assessing what was in front of him.
Then he made a face at the mention of his trophies. "I don't know that I want to be reminded of Cobra Kai and keep them." He said, wondering if she was about to talk him out of it.