FUCK IT IF I CANT HAVE HIM. I MIGHT JUST DIE, IT WOULD MAKE NO DIFFERENCE.
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𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, a kook falls for a pogue. their worlds collide through a treasure hunt, will it work out?
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the trio drove back to the chateau and began to debrief on what just happened, which was mostly just JJ talking.
"we were outside like this-" JJ leans against the wall imitating himself, "and all we hear is just, "BAM! BAM! BAM! knocking paint off the wall, G! from the inside!"
he then walks over to kiara and pope, "wait, first off, look at this shit." he shakes his hair making the paint fall off.
"that's dandruff, disgusting." august laughed at her comment which earned her a smile from kiara. "look at all that. all right? that's paint." JJ exaggerates. "at that point, i was just like.. i'm waiting for death."
"okay, so you saw the guys that shot at us, right?" pope asked JJ, "yeah." "did you get a good description of them? what did they look like?" "anything is helpful." kiara adds.
"..burly." was all that JJ could say. august dropped her head in her hands in disappointment. "burly?" pope asked, "yeah." "that's not very helpful." kiara starts to lose hope in JJ's description.
"okay, well, no, like the type of guy at my dad's garage. i mean, you know he made cargo hides for drug smugglers." JJ tried to help explain. "yes, we know." kiara replies.
"i can tell you with full confidence, these boys, these killers.." JJ pulls out his juul and takes a hit from it earning a small smile from august. "they're square groupers." the stressed boy finishes.
"they're square groupers, like narco square grouper?like pablo escobar square grouper!? " pope questioned JJ with an irritated tone.
august had absolutely no words. she felt helpless. "you guys, not everything is a kingpin movie." kie added.
"okay so, what does this square grouper look like specifically?" "you weren't there bro!" the two bickered back and forth.
"dude! i wasn't taking little mental polaroids the entire time man, i was under duress? okay?" JJ exclaimed his point. august almost let out a laugh but the look on JJ's face stopped her.
"but i can tell you.. i can tell you by the way that ms. lana was screaming" JJ's voice is breaking a bit now, and august eyes start to tear up once again from the thought of her aunts screams. "that these guys are serious, serious hombres, man."
august felt a tear fall down her cheek and she felt a hand on her shoulder, she turned to look at pope which was the mysterious hand, he put his hand down in his lap as soon as she looked at him.
"should we be talking about this with her?" kiara questioned, "no- yeah, im all good." august sniffled and wiped the tear to look at JJ.
"it's a heavy vibe right now, okay? i'm not liking this very much." JJ looked over to august and they made eye contact for about five seconds before she looked at kiara.
