As he Could

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He woke up with the light of the morning. It filled his whole room. Which under normal use was the living room. Not made for sleep. He assumed Johnny probably had black out curtains or something. There were things strewn around the room. Flashcards and different books study aides. There was weird schoolish decor like anatomically correct skulls, or things you'd find in a doctors office. Mixed with nice wooden furniture. 

He felt weird just then groggy, but weird, he didn't see Johnny's girlfriend. He guessed she was asleep? But there was no trace of her's all of the things, he felt like were Johnny's.

"Fuck." He remembered the car. The only thing that old guy said was not to leave it over night. He had an airtag in it and it was right where he left it. Probably with some huge ticket. Fuck. What could he do now. Drive it over, not like it would do anything now. 

He wanted to eat, his stomach growled, but he couldn't get up. He didn't want to wake the others, and then they feel like they had to do something. 

He could sneak out he thought, there was a cafe across the street, get some bake goods. They'd like that. He moved as quietly as he could.
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