((OOC: Good call. Not something I ever want to roleplay.))
[Fading back in, later]
Ros rests her head on Johnny's chest, staring into space through half-closed eyes, a faint smile on her lips. The voices haven't gone away, though they have quieted a bit. The ghostly form of Demi stands with her back to them, staring out the window. Ros glances over at Demi, then frown, tracing a drawing on Johnny's chest using her finger.
"We should probably get up, before one of the teachers comes looking for us."
[Fading back in, later]
Ros rests her head on Johnny's chest, staring into space through half-closed eyes, a faint smile on her lips. The voices haven't gone away, though they have quieted a bit. The ghostly form of Demi stands with her back to them, staring out the window. Ros glances over at Demi, then frown, tracing a drawing on Johnny's chest using her finger.
"We should probably get up, before one of the teachers comes looking for us."