𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐀; ʲʲ ᵐᵃʸᵇᵃⁿᵏ

𝟎𝟏.

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we're the pogues, and our mission this summer...
is to have a good time, all the time

"that's what, a three-story fall to the deck?" pope calls out to john b who's balancing with one foot on the roof of an unfinished kook house. "i give you about one-in-three chance of survival," pope continued, somehow managing to get his hands on a drill.

the boy on the roof hums before sticking his finger in his mouth, then holding in the air checking the wind, "should i do it?" 

i roll my eyes at the boys antic, letting my legs dangle next to jj's. i look up at john b, "yeah, jump." pope calls out again.

"go for it, bird. then maybe then you'll fly, you know just might have to try a couple times before you get it right." i joke to him, before i rest against the metal poles of the stand im sitting on, looking out at the ocean and sun the faded orange sky.

"i'll shoot you on your way down," pope calls out pointing the drill at him as john b mocked offence, "you'll shoot me?" the boy does finger guns to his friend still holding the drill at him.

"ooo, guess its hunting season." i giggle, which earns john b pointing finger guns at me making my giggles turn into laughter. i hold my hand to my chest and slowly fall back on to jj's shoulder, pretending to be dead.

"they're gonna have japanese towel warmers." kie said, walking back outside from the mansion. i turn my head on jj's shoulder and look down at her, "of course. why wouldn't they?" i heard from just above my ear, feeling jj's head rest atop of mine. "this used to be a turtles habitat, but who cares about turtles, i guess?" 

"hey, i care!" i say faking offence as if she forgot about me, my hand coming up to my neck, playing around with a turtle necklace that big-jack got for me. "can't have cold towels" i hear jj mumble, mocking kooks and their way of life. 

kie smiles up at me, but frowns as she turns to john b. squinting against the light, "can you please not kill yourself?"  

"and don't spill that beer! im not giving you another one." jj added, glancing at the boy still balancing on the roof, and just on que john b slips sending his beer to the ground. "woah! oh, shit."

"haha!" i laugh out in victory as i turn to face the brunette, "thats what you get for not using your bird skills." i laugh again, finding myself funny. john b groans out loudly, holding his arms out to the beer on the floor as the three around us comment at the boys clumsiness.

"of course you did. like right when i told you." jj muttered, followed by kie, "smooth... dumbass." then pope, "a plus.." the darker toned boy looked over the railing as john b called out to me "yeah, but i'll use my bird skills to shit on you!"

his comment only making my laugh harder. "hey, uh, security's here. let's wrap it up." pope notified us as he tapped on the railing and looked over his shoulder to us four.

"boys are early today" john b said, his voice mixing with jj's "humpty dumpty, lets roll." the blonde lightly shrugged his shoulder, and i rolled my eyes as i had to get off. 

we both roll away from our spots on the scaffolding as kie calls out to us "let's go boys, and girl!"

"my man, gary! haven't seen you in a while, the kids good?" i call out to him, tapping on the railing as jj peers over the railing next to me as we both look down at the security. "gary! is that you? gary, good too see you man!" jj call out after me.