❝Lai, you're really pushing your luck tonight.❞
❝Luck is for the weak, J. I prefer calculated risks.❞
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forget quadratic equations; Laia's equation is more like "Revenge = Fun + Chaos."
armed with sarcasm, a knack for misch...
' Yeah, and we are the ones who did the damn tickling that's why Gavin was there! '
FILLED WITH POISON.
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"
fire on fire - sam smith
When we fight, we fight like lions,
But then we love and feel the truth,
We lose our minds in a city of roses,
We won't abide by any rules.
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OUTER BANKS.
LAIA'S POV
Perched on a neighboring fence, just below the looming construction site, we braced ourselves as thunder rumbled ominously overhead. The rain poured down in sheets, drenching us in a chaotic symphony of nature's fury. It was as if even the weather had decided to join in on our dramatic escapade, providing a fittingly epic backdrop for our clandestine mission.
"This has disaster written all over it." I muttered under my breath, the words barely audible over the pounding rain.
JJ, who happened to be closest, shot me a knowing look and shook his head, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips. It was the kind of look that made me question our sanity even more.
"Well, Laia, if it were a good idea, would it really be us?" He replied, his tone laced with sarcasm. Despite the tension in the air, his remark elicited a chuckle from me.
I couldn't help but eye Pope's camera with amusement.
"Is that thing an antique?" I teased, pointing at the old-fashioned device.
