𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖~Jj maybank𝔁Rafe Cameron~

~Kegger~

Once we got back to the chateau, with JJ sitting on a lounge chair flicking his lighter, kie sitting on the couch whilst me and john b are standing, he's flipping a glass bottle around while I'm standing against the railing next to him.

Soon enough Pope joins us rushing onto the porch through the door, "okay so, umm.. we didn't see anything. We don't know anything, we need to have total and complete amnesia" he stresses, while pointing at us as he takes a seat next to kie.

"Actually, popes right for once, see I agree with you sometimes" the blonde stands up making his way over to me, "deny,deny,deny"

"Guys we can't keep that money" the brunette girl explains, jay sighs "not all of us can afford unlimited data plans kiara. You too" he points to me, I roll my eyes in return.

"We have to past that off to Lana Grubbs, otherwise it's bad karma" the girl continues, "yeah kie's kinda right guys" I agree looking at the boys,

The blonde nudges me "i thought you took some too"i sigh and run a hand through my hair "look jay I'm only slightly agreeing with her, I'm keeping the money and that's final ok. I gotcha back alright" I whisper patting him on his bicep.

He nods and places and arm loosely around my shoulder, causing me to lean into him slightly.

"Exactly, bad karma to be implicated in a felony, too, we gotta go dark" Pope explains, ignoring the blondes and i whispering, while looking up to jj and I

"If that means we get to keep the money then I agree" Jays stubborn kicking through. As usual.

"I don't agree" John b speaks up and pats the blondes shoulder before walking past me, "what why" jj continues pressing the subject.

"Just think about it, this is scooter grubs we're talking about, same dude that's buying individual cigarettes at the porthole" jb continues

"shit one time I saw this dude begging for change in the save-a-lot parking lot because he needed gas. We're talking about a dirtbag marina rat, who's never had more than 40 bucks in his pocket. And all of a sudden he's got a Grady-white just saying" the brunette puts his hands up in defense while walking out onto the dock, making us look at each other before walking out after him.

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I walk down next to JJ and hop on the railing with my feet handing off the edge over the water.

"All right so think about it guys. How does a marina rat get a Grady-White?" he questions us,

"Uhh being a stripper or prostitution either way I guess" I shrug while everyone looks at me, I put my hands up in defense "just speaking from experience"

The blonde next to me almost chokes while everyone's eyes go wide with confusion, "umm yeah shi we're gonna discuss this later" the girl shots me a wink with a smile.

Jb clears his throat before continuing "square groupers bro, okay flying under the radar, no aerial surveillance. They don't do that stuff during a hurricane"

"What does that mean? JJ?" He points over to the blonde next to me. "They we're straight smugglin" he says blankly.

"Smugglin, and I guarantee there's a serious amount of contraband in that wreck" he explains looking at all of us

"Hell yeah" Pope says, suddenly jj gets a snag on his fishing line "fish on" he smiles while Reeling it in.

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We're back in johns bedroom, I'm sat on the bed with my back against popes legs.

"For the record if that is a smuggling ship with legal contraband inside of it" he pauses "mhm" the brunette replies "it probably belongs to someone else" the boy continues