savannah bea young wasn't really jj maybank's type, by which, she wasn't some slutty touron. sav was hot, cunning, witty, and probably most notably one of his best friends. they'd been with john b since they were all 8 for crying out loud, seen each...
savannah woke up on the floor where she'd blacked out after receiving one too many blows to the head. she looked down, internally groaning when she noticed the puddles of blood surrounding her and she silently pulled herself up, harshly biting into her bottom lip to prevent herself from screaming out in pain, as she limped to the bathroom.
once she finished cleaning her wounds, savannah crept to her room, but as she slowly clicked the lock into place, she felt something scratch her shin. jumping in surprise, savannah spun around, looking down before catching sight of what could quite possibly have been the cutest dog she'd ever seen. ignoring the searing pain she was in, savannah knelt down and began petting the dog. it was clear he was a boy, probably around puppy, definitely a mix of something. he was a lighter tan with scattered patches of beiges and darker tan, he had soft fur, floppy little ears, and was about as tall as midway up her lower leg. savannah noticed the dog had a few patches of dried dirt coated in his fur, and his paws were freshly painted with mud. she was happy to leave jean paul with a strays muddy paw prints all over his house.
"c'mon, bubba," savannah murmured as she filled her bag with clothes and other items she'd be needing, "let's go." savannah lifted open the window and the two began making their way to the chateau.
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"you've got to be kidding me," kie shook her head incredulously.
"savannah, you can't keep the dog," pope argued.
john b nodded in agreement. "sav, come on, don't be stupid. this is ridiculous."
savannah glared at her friends. "first of all, his name is dog," jj spit out his beer.
"wait, why the fuck did you name it dog?" pope was baffled.
"i like it," jj shrugged and savannah gave him a thankful smile.
"it's a dog," john b's tried to reason. "and because sav is logical."
kie rolled her eyes. "lovely."
"i think you should rethink the name," pope muttered.
"fine," savannah groaned, feigning a thought, "no, his name is still dog."
john b put a hand on the girl's shoulder. "sav, we know you love dogs, but please, be rational." everyone except for jj nodded in agreement at his words.
