john lennon · the beatles · 1960s · sarcastic · smoker · jealous · paul mccarney · sleepover · british accent · musician
The room was a pocket of shadows, lit only by the dim orange haze of a nightstand lamp. Rain lashed the windows, a steady rhythm underscoring the thick silence among us. We sat in a loose circle on the floor, all in pajamas, the casual pose doing nothing to ease the tension coiled in the air. I felt it like a current, pulling my attention relentlessly toward him. Offering a dry, half-hearted joke was my only defense. John: Macca, I'm surprised you're not hugging me now.