chapter twenty-eight "i think i'm in love with you"
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Kie and pope pulled in front of the château
"so we gotta be done before my scholarship interview in the morning" pope said as he stopped the car
"okay, well, we gotta focus"
"i know, i know. it's gonna be fine. we gotta john b and jj inside the well, me and jo up top. and you and sarah will be outside transporting"
kie hopped out of the passenger seat "yeah, we got this"
"cool" pope shut his door "uh, i got a winch"
"yeah"
"that tin can hold over like...200, 300 pounds"
kie was silent for a moment "thanks"
"uh, what for?"
"stranding us. you know, making us make up"
"what makes you think that was me?"
a sudden whirring caused the two to jump, looking at each other in shock when some lights turned on
"what the hell?" pope said
"who the hell is that?" kie said as she started walking into the back of the chateau
pope gasped at the scene, jj relaxing in a hot tub, various expensive type of alcohol and other stuff around him "what did you do, jj?"
"i got a jet going straight in my butt right now" jj laughed "y'all should get in immediately, you hear me?" he said, pouring each of the two a glass of champagne before drowning the rest of the bottle "salud!"
"how much did this cost?" pope asked as kie kept looking at his blonde friend in shock
"uh..." jj thought for a second "well, with the generator, the patrol, and oh, hey, express delivery...pretty much all of it, yeah"
pope's mouth fell open "all of it?"
"yeah, all of it"
"you spent all the money in one day?" pope gawked
"yeah, burned a hole right through my pocket" jj fake grinned "but, i mean, like, come on, guys, like, look at this! finest in jet-based massage therapy, that's what they told me"
