coby sawyer didn't have the best life. she lived with her shitty mother and stepdad, who wasn't a good guy. she had a brother, but he suddenly disappeared out of thin air, barely leaving a trace of his existence. to get away from her horrible life...
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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐯𝐚𝐮𝐱 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥
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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 jimmy's house, they had stolen some clothes from him, changing into them. coby had somehow gotten stuck with a pair of his cargo shorts and a baggy button down shirt. they had been walking for god knows how long, using the address that was on the envelope filled with money to ask for directions. they probably hadn't been walking for that long, but since they were worried and trying to get there friend back, it seemed a lot longer.
"pope, are you sure you got the right address?" jj questioned, breaking the silence that the group had been in for a while. coby noticed that he was walking towards a bus stop sign that had a map on it.
"i know you aren't talking to be about having the right address." pope said.
"that's exactly what i'm asking." jj snapped.
"look, the place says vaux hall. vaux hall, it's on the map." pope informed, pointing to the location on the map.
"yeah, but we don't know if that's where we are." jj pointed out.
"okay. well, it's in the general vicinity, so." pope reasoned, obviously not liking being doubted.
"why don't we just ask someone?" cleo suggested just as someone driving a tractor pulled up besides them. she called out for the man, making him stop and turn the tractor off. "pardon i. you know where we can find vaux hall?"
