[ Hearing footsteps on the stairs clues V in, gives him a brief heads up that his slice of quiet time without either of the old rockerboys around is tailing off into something else. Never know what the something else is going to be and maybe that's half the fun, but he's not going to tell them that. He's already turned about, one hand clutched around a cup destined for the coffee maker. ]
Uh--
[ The newcomer's not either of the people he'd been expecting, and maybe the fact his name hadn't featured every other step on the stairs should have been a big enough hint. Least the man seems to know who Johnny is, and for a second V's uselessly grappling with his admittedly unreliable brain to try work out if he knows what's going on here.
It's not a leap to arrive at two conclusions: either this is Johnny's night out spilling over to morning, or... ]
'm V. Guessin' Johnny forgot to mention me and Ker took one've the rooms upstairs?
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Uh--
[ The newcomer's not either of the people he'd been expecting, and maybe the fact his name hadn't featured every other step on the stairs should have been a big enough hint. Least the man seems to know who Johnny is, and for a second V's uselessly grappling with his admittedly unreliable brain to try work out if he knows what's going on here.
It's not a leap to arrive at two conclusions: either this is Johnny's night out spilling over to morning, or... ]
'm V. Guessin' Johnny forgot to mention me and Ker took one've the rooms upstairs?