Johnny sighs. He left his fucking phone in the apartment too, of course so he can't call Jodie or anyone. And he doesn't really want to, either. He doesn't want to ask for that favor again, and anyway, it wouldn't help Seth out. And since they got into this together, he'd feel shitty leaving him by the wayside.

He folds his arms and leans against the doorframe of the bathroom.

"So what now?" he says. He glances at Seth, who seems highly distracted, maybe still shaken by the news about Gabe. "You okay?"