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The Pogues were currently sat around the scaffolding in one of the mansions in Figure Eight that was being worked on.

"That's what? A three story fall to the deck?" Pope asked, watching John B balance on one foot on the roof above him. He used one hand to balance himself and the other was holding a beer can. It was second nature to him at this point, "I give you about a one-in-three chance of survival."

John B hummed at his friend's words before mockingly sucking his finger and holding it to the wind as if to see which way it was blowing. "Should I do it?"

"Yeah, you should jump. I'll shoot you on the way down" Pope held up an electric screwdriver, pretending to shoot him.

"You gonna shoot me?" John B pointed his fingers at him like a gun before shooting Pope with a small 'pew' making the three boys laugh.

"They're gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers" Kiara came out with Celeste from looking around the house they were trespassing.

"Of course, why wouldn't they?" JJ spoke sarcastically, not really caring about whatever Kie was ranting about.

"This used to be a turtle habitat but who cares about the turtles, I guess?"

"You know I care Kie" Celeste rubbed her friends arm in support of her anger. They would always rant about the Kook's ignorance to the island and what lives there.

"And that's why you're my favourite Cel" Kiara winked at her friend.

Celeste smiled at her before walking over to JJ.

"I can't have cold towels"

He smiled watching her walk over, "M'lady" he offered her a beer and she smiled wider taking it from his hand, their fingers brushing. Celeste felt a blush threaten but shook it away as she sat beside him.

"Thank you, kind sir," she cracked open the can of beer and brought it up to her lips, humming at the bitter taste. She used to hate beer and the taste would always make her cringe but the more she drank, the more she began enjoying it. It's not anywhere near her favourite alcohol but it does the job in the life of a Pogue.

She put the can of beer down beside her on the scaffolding and started fiddling with her fingers in her lap. JJ saw this and moved his hand so that she could fiddle with his bracelets instead. They send warm smiles to each other before Kiara spoke up.

"Can you please not kill yourself?" she looked up at John B as he still balanced on the roof.

Celeste frowned at little at her friend, confused to why she was questioning John B's carelessness. That was usually her job. But she shrugged it away.

"Don't spill that beer. I'm not giving you another one" JJ spoke up then takes a gulp of his own beer, everyone now watching John B on the roof.

"Woah! Oh shit"

They all watch as loses his balance but catches himself, only to drop his beer from the roof, everyone rolling their eyes at his stupidity.

"Smooth" Kiara mumbled sarcastically, shaking her head.

"Of course you did, like right when I told you not to" JJ complained at him, staring at the dropped beer can.

"JB get down before you drop like that beer" Celeste loudly told him as he ignored her and groaned at the sight of his dropped beer. "Fuck knows, it might knock some sense into you" she mumbled under her breath.

It was loud enough for JJ to hear as he chuckled at her words, wrapping his arm around her, pulling her into him playfully. She laughed at him and wrapped her arm around his back to steady herself.

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