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 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗒-𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 ❛ so the dog ate your homework? ❜
STELLA WAS AN ADRENALINE JUNKIE through and through. She lived for it. The high, the pounding heart, the excitement. She loved anything that could get her heart racing. But she really hated this.
Rain pounded down on them like bullets as the Pogues peered a dainty fence line. Stella could barely see from it—her hair was sticking to her face and water kept falling into her eye. Her clothes were clinging to her body, her Converse filling with water.
"Nice camera. Where'd you dig up that relic? Why don't you just use your phone?" JJ looks at Pope, who had a hood pulled over his head and held a camera in hand. Stella was baffled as to where the hell he whipped out that thing from.
"Well, first of all, I like my antique electronics." Kiara and Stella exchange a look of sheer confusion. "Second of all, this is a telephoto. It allows me to get a close up image from far away."
"Lord of the dorks."
"For definitive proof of witness payoff, we're gonna need quality glass." Stella couldn't argue with that one. No one in hell would believe them.
"There he is. Yo, get down." Stella swivels her head around, seeing Gavin race toward a dingy building. "
"There's Gavin." Three pairs of eyes peer over the fence line, Pope looking through his telephoto to see him and Ward racing into a Cameron Construction home. "No, no, no, no. I'm losing him. Shit, where's he going?"
JJ looks for a way to get a better look before venturing off from his friends. "Hold on." He whistles a few moments later, earning their attention. "Yo! Hey. I found something. Come here."
They follow him to a ladder and start climbing, one after the other. "Hurry. Don't want to miss anything."
Crouching down on the safety of the roof, they get a clear view of the two men and Pope pulls out his camera, pressing record. "Are you getting it?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I see them."
Stella squints her eyes to get a better view through the rain and brushes wet strands of hair out of her face. "Ward just handed Gavin something. I think it's a duffel bag."
"Guys, I think this is a payoff." Stella groans quietly. This day just keeps getting better and better.
The four watch the scene unravel a little bit more. "Gavin doesn't look happy about something. It looks like he's yelling at Ward."
