☆彡 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀
❛ bring me your mouth and your mystery! ❜
sonny hated mysteries,
but she was the biggest
one of all in jj's opinion.
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a tasting summer novel!
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033. A BARBIE GIRL IN A POGUE WORLD. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ So, admittedly, Sonny never thought she'd be stood in her garage comparing rope lengths from Ed's rock climbing gear (he had a club) with John B, but there she was— standing in her garage comparing rope lengths with John B, like it was a completely normal part of her life.
Who'd have thought?
Not Sonny, that was for sure.
Then again, she'd never thought she'd be running around with Pogues, searching for the gold that was said to go down with the Royal Merchant, and moving John B into the room across from hers either.
A lot had happened over the last week.
It was like a dream. Sonny figured she'd wake up soon to none of it being real. She would go back to her life, stuck in the presence of asshole Kooks and despising it, hanging out with Topper when she didn't have an excuse to ditch him. It would be the same old routine— smoking weed, stealing the boat she loved from Tim Jones, sailing the marsh when she'd told Topper she was too busy to. And Sonny would watch as the Pogues did something in the distance, maybe scoff at the idiocy, then go about her day alone.
