DISCONTINUED / NO LONGER WRITING
❛ and its new, the shape of your
body, its blue the feelin' i got and
it's ooh, whoa-oh. it's a cruel summer.
and it's cool, that's what i tell 'em. no
rules in breakable heaven, but ooh,
whoa-oh. it's a cruel summer...
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𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 / 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇 ❛ keep calm and carry on. back to obx life. ❜
THE POGUES—minus John B—arrived at an open-air cinema Kiara had dragged them to. Stella was grateful for it, because she knew it would calm Pope's nerves. However it did the exact opposite considering they were resided in the heart of Figure Eight.
"I'm so glad they're still doing this. Keep calm. Carry on. Back to OBX life. You know? Aren't you guys glad I made you come?" Pope placed down a lawn chair as JJ took a seat on the cooler he had brought. Stella and Kiara sat on a blanket.
"Estatic."
"My couch was pretty comfy, I'll be honest." Stella rolled her eyes, throwing a twig at him and telling him to be happy.
"We're out of the green zone, man," Pope whispered to JJ seeing as no one had told Kie about their escapade.
"Dude, tranquilo, okay?"
"We're in the middle of Kooklandia. This is the last place I wanted to be." Pope threw his backpack off his shoulder, slumming down in his chair.
Kie made her way over, taking a seat on the blanket she was sharing with Stella. She handed everyone their sodas. "Just saw Rafe. He said, and I quote, 'tell your boy that we know what he did.' What is that?"
Pope looked between JJ and Stella. Stella took a sip of her Pepsi. "Um... where is he?"
"Right there."
Stella and JJ slowly cranked their head around, meanwhile Pope snapped it to see topper standing with Rafe and Kelce. "Great, the whole death squad. Ah!"
"Don't stare, bro." JJ turned Pope's head around. "Just warning you, bro. If they corner me or Stellie, I'm coming out swinging, okay? Slice and dicin'. I'm on edge right now."
"Yeah, yeah."
"If that doesn't work, I got this right here." JJ held up his backpack which had his gun in it. Kie's eyes widened.
"Yeah, yeah. So we just stay in the group. They can't get us in the group."
"Like a school of fish."
"Stay in school. Can't leave the school."
Stella continued to sip on her Pepsi, slightly choking when she tilted it too far. She spluttered and coughed as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "I'm sorry, JJ..." Kie said, "please tell me you did not bring a gun here. JJ, there are kids."
"No! Kie, I didn't bring the gun, okay? Everything's fine, okay?" he assured.
"Wow, thank you. That's really convincing. I love that, JJ," Kie sarcastically seethed. JJ turned his head away from her. "Founding principle, you guys. No secrets amongst Pogues. What is Rafe talking about?"
