<strong>John Cooper (mid 2008, age 15)</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: The flat<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Emily, Sully<br/><hr/><br/>Looking at Emily, John could tell she wasn't saying something. He couldn't help but feel a little hurt that she felt she couldn't tell him something. Trying not to think about it to much, he pushed those thoughts down, "I know the feeling of not being able to sleep. It's one of the reasons I go out at night... That and I really can't practice inside or during the day..."<br/><br/>Moving so Sully can stretch out, "You have never liked the night bud... I always told you you could call me if you needed company. It's just easier now that we're living in the same house. I'm sure any of us would be happy to talk to you anytime you needed some company... Right Mag... Emily..." he said still forgetting to use their new names.<br/><br/>Rolling his eyes when Sully mentioned the therapist, "That quack still tries to get me to come back to talk..." Listening to Sully talk about exercising, "I think that would be an awesome idea. I'm sure that the boxing class would be able to help you get into shape, but if you want to get started before hand I could help you out."