(S3/S4) the one where john b's twin joins the treasure hunt and falls for her best friend
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PART 2 OF THE BRIZO SERIES.
THIS STORY CONTAINES MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT, AS WELL AS SPOILERS FROM THE TV SHOW. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
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OUTER BANKS
JJ x...
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"Hear me out. Rally truck with yellow LEDs to replace the Twinkie for right now!" JJ suggested.
"Absolutely not." I shook my head.
"We're not getting rid of the Twinkie." John B agreed with me.
Gathered outside, under a tree and next to what used to be JJ's house, we tried to decide what to do with our new fortune.
"What about a bigger boat?" Cleo suggested.
"That," I pointed at her, raising my eyebrows, "I can work with."
"Guys, hold on... Hold on." Pope raised to his feet, looking around at all of us. "It's not like we can go all off and buy houses or anything."
"To be honest... I'd really like a house." I chimed in. "No offense, y'all... But I'd like to not hear JB's snores anymore."
"Fuck off, Brizo." John B gave me the middle finger.
"Alright," Pope said, placing himself between me and JB, "Splitting the money between all of us, it would be approximately $200,000. Minus what we still owe Barracuda Mike."
"I had forgotten about that..." I groan, burying my face in my hands.
"Let him try and take this." JJ clicked his tongue, "I'll mess him up."
"No, you won't." I scrunched up my face, "Have you not learned that you shouldn't piss off drug dealers?"
"I have you to remind me," JJ's arm wrapped around my shoulders from behind, pulling me back towards him as he left a loud kiss on my cheek.
"It's still no to the truck," I threw my head back, trying to catch a glimpse of his face.
"Dammit." He complained under his breath.
"Listen," Pope intervened again, "if we divide this up, we're all gonna blow it."
He made a pause, looking directly at JJ, right behind me. And so did everyone else, as I tried my best to hide my laugh behind a fake cough.
"Wow, okay. Why are you looking at me like that?"
"But maybe..." Pope continued, "if we pool our money together, we can create something with actual economies of scale."
"Alright, keep talking." I nodded.
"Like... what are you thinking of?" Kie asked then.
Pope turned to her, "You remember the island." He looked around at us, "I mean, it was our own island and we built everything from basically nothing, right?"
