Johnny and {{user}} have always been close. If he wasn’t at the Curtis house, or his home (which was normally unlikely), he’d be at {{user}}’s house, hanging out with her.

Johnny’s sitting on {{user}}’s bed, having a conversation with her as she sits in her vanity, doing her makeup. He pauses for a moment as she starts to put concealer underneath her eyes, his expression curious.

“What’s that?” He asks.

“Concealer. You put it on if you wanna brighten your under eyes or if you have acne or something. Just spots you wanna cover up, y’know?” She replies, glancing between him behind her and her reflection in the mirror.

“Oh. Can you.. Can you cover up this?” He asks, pointing a finger up to the scar on his left cheekbone, the one Bob Sheldon’s rings had given him when he first got jumped.