pilot part 3
"i thought the château looked bad." JJ said as he whistled.
"this place is a shitshow." john b added.
"seriously.." i muttered agreeing with the boys.
"motel or meth lab?" kiara asked sarcastically.
i smacked her arm softly, she laughed softly in return.
"you be the judge." pope said.
"doesn't look like a place somebody with a grady white stays." john b muttered.
"thank you for the obvious, shithead." i commented as i got a glance from john b.
as we pulled more into the complex, it was destroyed and gross. trash was everyone, bags everywhere, the motels were damaged as fuck, and just overall a shitshow. even the water around here is a swamp. and due to the storm, the big sign that had the motel name on it was on the ground.
"no. looks like a place someone with a grady white would get killed." pope said.
"this is your captain speaking. hms pogue comin in for landing." JJ said as he cuffed his mouth with his hands and made an intercom noise/voice.
the boat got to the dock as JJ stepped out and started to tie the boat down, "we good?" john b asked.
"yeah." JJ muttered.
"all right. here goes nothin." john b said as he stepped out of the boat.
"i'll come with." i said as i stood up from my seat and walked behind john b, he held out his hand to help me off the boat.
"hey." pope said.
we turned to look at him, "yeah?" john b asked.
"don't let him do anything stupid." pope said as he pointed to JJ.
"oh, we will." JJ said as he leaned against the bow of the boat.
"i'm not making promises." john b added.
"yeah, i know." pope said.
"hey, be careful." kiara said as she looked at john b and handed him the motel key. "i mean it."
john b chuckled, "yeah."
"what? no 'be carful daph.'?" i joked as i looked at kiara.
"be careful. and please try and make sure he doesn't do something stupid." kiara said as she was referring to JJ.
i glanced over to him, him and john b were having a small conversation, "i'll try."
"let's go, daph." john b said as him and JJ were ready to leave.
i nodded my head as i looked at kiara once more, then turning around and following a little behind them.
"why are all these mattresses out?" john b questioned.
"after a hurricane, they ditch em' cause they're moldy." JJ said, explaining.
"eck.. gross." i mumbled as we walked up the stairs to the second level of the motel complex.
"just be so careful, john." JJ said in a flirty girl voice as he rested his hands on john b's shoulders.
"god, you're so weird." john b said as he pushed JJ off him.
"what was that about?" JJ asked.
"i'd also like to know." i smiled softly.
"i don't know. maybe she wants us to be careful." john b said as he looked at JJ and i.
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CHERRY WAVES|JJ maybank|
Romancedaphne harris was born a kook, but raised as a pogue. she doesn't really have a 'family' as people call it. her dad abused her mom all her life. her mom ended up leaving and completely abandoning her child to save her own ass, but hey, can you blame...
