reminisce| jj maybank²

seven

'my parents are so paranoid of me being a pogue. it's like the worst thing that could ever happen.' kie sighed.

'hey, i hear they got good weed at boarding school though.' jj smiled, licking the paper of the blunt to seal it.

'i'm not going to boarding school.' kie shrugged. 'they're gonna have to kidnap me, tie me up, and throw me in a van.'

'well, i say we just crumble some herb right now.' jj said, handing the blunt and lighter to kie, taking a seat next to ivy in the bed of the truck.

'hey kie, have you tried to hit john b back on that number yet?' pope asked.

'like, twenty million time.' kie nodded.

'that's quite a few times.' jj laughed.

'some random lady at a hotel keeps answering.' kie continued.

'same with me, she just freaks out asking who john b and sarah are.' ivy shrugged.

'well, until we hear from them again, we gotta try and clear his name.' pope said. 'right now, this letters out best bet.'

'all right. stay on task. that's why i love ya pope.' jj nodded.

kie then stepped over jj and ivy's legs, holding the blunt out to pope, 'what pope are you gonna be today?'

pope looked hesitant before shaking his head, 'i'm good. i'm gonna try to focus.'

'good pope.' kie nodded, sitting down beside ivy, 'boring pope.'

'i'll take that.' jj smiled, reaching over ivy for the blunt, 'do tricks now, roll over boy!'

'sit.' ivy laughed.

'try to catch a fish, catch a fish.' kie laughed.

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'guys i've read this thing like a thousand times. it makes no sense.' kie sighed. 'i mean the limbreys own like half of charleston. what do the kook kings of charleston know about a murder on kildare island?'

'why you, specifically, that's the other creepy thing. you know?' jj said.

'please come alone, that's hella sus.' kie scoffed.

'and why am i the only exception? fuck they know about me?' ivy asked.

'i was thinking the same thing. i think it's because..' pope trailed off at the motion of the truck slowing down, steam hissing from under the hood, 'oh come on!'

'what's that. pull over. that's a lot of smoke even for your dads truck.' kie said.

ivy and jj began coughing uncontrollably as the smoke seeped in through the open window, jj immediately beginning to crank it up as ivy held her shirt over her face.

'pope, we got sensitive lungs man!' jj coughed.

'just slow down here!' ivy yelled.

'pull over!' kie yelled. 'what are you doing?'

'i'm pulling over!' pope yelled back.

the truck came to an almost immediate stop, the four flying forward at the sudden impact.

'no, no, no, no.' pope panicked.

'oh my.' jj mumbled.

'fucks sake.' ivy groaned.

'it's gonna blow up, it's gonna blow up!' kie yelled.

jj and ivy were already out of the truck, ivy bent over trying breathing in fresh oxygen.