𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐔, jj maybank

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

﹙ 𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣'𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙣 ﹚'ˎ˗

˙· 𓆝.° 。˚𓆛˚。 °.𓆞 ·˙

jj paced while flora anxiously bounced her leg, sitting on a plastic chair. all four of the friends moved to look at the sky as they watched ward's plane fly off.

"there goes the gold," pope seethes, "shit!"

jj kicks the chair flora was formerly sitting in and watches as it shatters, pope yelling a curse, throwing whatever he could find, and breaking whatever was in reach with a baseball bat he picked up. flora jumped when something particularly loud smashes and jj was right behind her to grab the girl's waist with one arm, pulling her into him.

"pope!" she yelled at him over the noise. he threw a trash can and began to calm down. at least that's what they thought but upon further inspection they noticed him start to hyperventilate.

"pope," kie tried this time.

"yea, dude," jj said. flora looked up at him with a weird face as he moved them closer to the others, "i was wondering when this was gonna happen," jj pulled a juul out of his pocket and offered it to pope, "here you go, chief."

flora shifted to stand next to kie as the girls watched their very anti-drug friend accept jj's offer, "what is that gonna help?" kie asked.

"i lost my scholarship. walked out in the middle of the interview. it's gone. it's not gonna happen."

"you did that for us?" kie asked tearfully as flora took a deep breath and tilted her head back to let it out, trying to ease the tension in her chest.

"no, not for us," pope said as he stood from his spot next to jj and walked closer to kie, "for nothing."

"i'm here for you, pope," jj said, shaking his shoulders from behind, turning pope under his arm as he patted the boy's chest, "welcome to my world, okay?"

"jj-"

"what, kie? he's right. it doesn't matter anymore."

pope walked over and wrapped his arm around a silent flora in a side hug while she leaned into his grip to console him as he took a hit of jj's weed.

"you don't have to do that," kie said as he blew it out and flora grabbed it from him, taking a long inhale. she wasn't bummed for herself, but more for pope and jj and john b. pope just lost his best chance at getting out of this shitty town and john b was really left with nothing now. and jj, he had lana and her to fall back on but flora really can't remember the last time she had seen him so motivated. it was a morale killer for sure.

"what do you care?" pope asked as john b rounded the corner. he caught flora's gaze and gave her a curt nod as she and the others scrambled towards him.

"is this yours?" jj asked as he grabbed john b's bloody hand.

"whose blood is that?" flora asked, smoke still spilling past her lips. john b remained catalyst as a siren approached. he finally snapped out of it as the police car rounded the corner and the gang crouched behind any material to hide.