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𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 up to the motel with looks of disgust on our faces. I thought that chateau looked bad but you couldn't compare to this.
John B and JJ had gone to the Coast Guard previously, but considering he was very busy he didn't have the time to listen to the boys, so we went to check it out ourselves.
JJ whistles, "I thought that Chateau looked bad."
"This place is a shitshow."
"Motel or meth lab?"
"You be the judge."
"Gosh, it looks terrible."
JJ patted my leg, signalling for me to get up off his lap so he could tie the boat up as we got closer to shore.
"Doesn't look like the sort of place somebody with a Grady-White stays." John B said, I didn't know much about boats, but I knew that you had to of had a lot of money to afford one of those.
Pope replies, from the driver's seat. "No, it looks like the sort of place someone with a Grady-White would get killed."
The boat pulled closer to the grass as JJ moved closer to the front of the boat to tie it off.
The blonde put his hands over his mouth again, like he was talking through a speaker. "This is your captain speaking. HMS Pogue coming in for landing."
He lets out a small woop as he jumped off the boat, which made me smile.
"You coming, pretty girl?" JJ asked.
I rolled my eyes sarcastically. "Does it look like I want to stay here and listen to Kie lecture me about how I'm killing the planet?"
I sent the girl a huge smile before she could start rambling at me.
"Here goes nothing." John B muttered, walking over to the curly-haired girl to get the key.
Pope interrupted, "Don't let them do anything stupid." He was pointing at me and JJ.
"No promises, sweetie." I grinned.
"Oh, we will." The blonde boy added.
The Heyward boy rolled his eyes, "Yeah, I know."
"Be careful," Kiara said to John B, handing him the key. "I mean it."
I moved closer to JJ, trying to see Kie over John B's frame. "Thanks, Kie, I love you too!" I said sarcastically, blowing her a kiss as we walked away.
"Why are all these mattresses out here?" John B asked, they looked dirty and horrible.
JJ replied, "After a hurricane, they have to ditch them because they're all mouldy."
I nodded, muttering a small 'ew'.
JJ's arm moved from around my shoulders to John B's. "Just be so careful, John." He moaned, mocking Kie.
