Backstabber

It was past midnight when he walked back into his suite after strolling through the hotel lobby. Johnathan couldn't sleep a wink no matter how much he willed. If it wasn't for his friend Rouvin, attached to the hip, he could've stayed in the lobby for a little while longer. But Rouvin wouldn't let him stroll around alone as he's worried for Johnathan's safety. 

Johnathan slumped on the soft bed resting against the headboard and stared at the picture in his hand. He noticed that Hunter looked nothing like his parents. 

Felicity would say, "You little trouble maker" every time he did something naughty. It was one of Johnathan's fond memories. A smile worked its way onto his face as he remembered Felicity's beautiful face.