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"I thought the Chateau looked bad." JJ whistled as the groups small boat approached a run down motel. Saturn's blue eyes squinted as the sun reflected off the water.
"This place is a shit show." John B added shaking his head in distaste at the sight in front of him. "Motel or meth lab?" Kie muttered.
"You be the judge." Pope responded causing Saturn to nod her head in agreement from where she sat with Kiara. "Doesn't look like palace somebody with a Grady-White stays." John B continued. "No. Looks like a place someone with a Grady-White would die."
"Murdered." Saturn corrected pointing at Pope causing him to grimace but nod in agreement. "this is your captain speaking. HMS Pogue coming' in for landing." JJ said mimicking a radio once again as he left from front of the boat to secure them onto the land.
"We good?"
"Yeah, we good."
"All right. Here goes nothin'." John B said sliding past Saturn who was twirling the hotel key on her finger. "Hey." Pope interrupted drawing the brunette boy's attention. "Don't let him do anything stupid." He added pointing to a smirking JJ. "Oh, we will." JJ added.
"I'm not making promises." John B added causing Pope to groan and turn away. Saturn rolled her blue eyes and stepped froward. "Be careful, please." She murmured setting the cold keys into John B's hand. Her's resting on top of his for a moment longer than necessary.
"I will." He reassured giving a slightly awkward chuckle before stepping away with the key dangling from his fingers. Saturn shook her head as she watched her two friends head towards the motel before sitting down next to a smirking Kiara.
"Just be so careful, John." JJ gasped as he wrapped an arm over John B's shoulders and caressed his face with his other hand. "God, you're so weird." The brunette scoffed shoving his friend off of him.
"What was that about?" JJ asked as he trailed John B slightly. "I don't know. Maybe she wants us to be careful." He defended trying to think of an excuse for their friend's actions. "Dude, she's been tweaking about you ever since she heard about the DCS shit. All like 'Oh John B be so careful, give me that John D already.' When are you going to swoop on that man?" JJ asked as he imitated their blonde friend.
John B shook his head not liking the conversation at all. "Bro, you know the rule. No Pogue-on-Pogue macking." He gestured towards the boat where Saturn was sitting with Pope and Kiara, the three playing a game of 20 questions. "Besides, you're the one always hitting on her." He scoffed annoyed as he thought about it.
