how could johnny explain that he felt the same? not just sometimes, but all the time? he related more than she could ever know, for reasons far different than hers. it’s a fact that she’s been spoiled compared to johnny, but he also knows that she isn’t like the rest of the prestigious richies who opt for kellerman’s every season. they’re turned towards each other, lying face to face under a single sheet. johnny looks over baby’s features and tries to give her some sort of comfort with tired but soft eyes. ‘it’ll all be alright, baby,’ the man says in an early morning murmur. ‘you don’t gotta think about any’ve that right now,’