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───── ❝ CHAPTER 1 PART 2 ❞ ─────
TW: [MENTION OF DRUGS/USE OF DRUGS]
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"does anybody know how to dive?" john b asked the group and we all just silently looked at each other.
"uh..." a few of us said in unison.
"anybody?" he asked again.
"once again, it's a kook sport." jj took a sip of his beer.
"i... read about it." pope cleared his throat and spoke up.
"great, pope read about it, so someone's gonna die." i crossed my arms and looked at the water.
"look, y-you put the thing in your mouth and breathe. how hard could it be?" jj scratched his head and looked at everyone.
"if you come up too fast, nitrogen gets into your blood, and you get the bends." pope corrects him, as it is very much not easy.
"bends like, bend over and..." jj started, "the bends kill you." pope checked him again.
"right." jj cleared his throat and john b stood up, "i can... i can dive."
"you can dive. i'm cool with that." jj smiled and pat the brunette boy's back.
"since when can you dive?" kiara asked in a worried tone, her head slightly tilted.
"i'll do it. it's fine." john b pushed his hair back.
"let me do some calculations real quick." pope held out a finger to make everyone stop for a moment.
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