𝗥𝗔𝗙𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗢𝗡 𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦 ↬ [𝐄N]

𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬 𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚

❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜

╰┈➤ 𝘔𝘠 𝘉𝘙𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘏𝘐𝘚𝘛𝘓𝘌𝘚 𝘖𝘕𝘊𝘌 between his teeth before Sunny jumps off the hammock and gropes around. Due to the isolated rays of the fairy lights, her fur shines a little more and the darkness is not too engaging.

He squats down next to her and scratches her between the ears, even if it wasn't really necessary given her size. He whispers a few things to her softly, making her wag her tail as if she really understands.

JJ has just lit a joint after munching on a slice of pizza he found.
"Still can't believe we're a spitting image of the famous five" he said. "Or is it just me, huh?"

He shrugged, grumbled something, and then sat in the van with Kiara, who just shook her head in secret amusement.

And as for the dog, JJ wasn't necessarily wrong.

Pope also strokes Sunny's head a few times, his eyes glistening and probably meaning more to me than he even lets him feel.

"Well, if you look at it that way and count the dog, there's six of us."

As if Sunny understood, she lunges at Pope and gives him a kiss before he can even begin to flinch.

I grin.
"I taught her everything she needs as a pogue. "

My brother proudly lashes out at me and laughs while spinning the car keys in his hand.

"It's dark enough, we should go," I let him know a little excitedly and as soon as I started moving, Sunny followed me into the passenger seat. However, give her the order to go to the others, because there is simply no space in front.

"There you go." JJ tilts his head and puts his hand out to her, then inhales the smoke from his joint right in front of her face.

I shake my head in disbelief. Luckily, Pope enlightened him.
"Dogs get high too, JJ," he said warningly, causing the blond to lean even closer to the bitch.

"We don't listen to him, do we? I know you liked it It's good stuff, after all."

Before anything else happens during the drive to Figure 8, I command her to lie down. She complies without resistance, which is why JJ grins and purses his lips and almost looks offended.

Kiara playfully rolls her eyes, which I see in the rearview mirror.

Figure 8 looks much more peaceful at night than during the day. Maybe emptier too, because you hardly ever see people walking to the beach, no rich Kooks whizzing around in their expensive luxury cars, and you can avoid people who live in Figure 8.

"Everybody knows what to do?", my brother asks after turning off the van's engine and parking it on an embankment.

I nod, get out and open the door for the others. Sunny waits patiently until I give her a hand signal. She immediately understands that she should behave calmly.