~𝒪𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈~
I never knew it could feel so good to be somebody's Star
John b x OC
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Pope reaches the bottom of the ladder first. "Hey. Hey- come on Stella." He calls up
"Dude, I'm coming, chill" I mumble, climbing down the last few rungs as cleo closes the door above us. I hit the dirt floor and sweep my flashlight around.
"Coffins. Coffins." Pope mutters
"Hey check it out. Confederate money from the Civil War." Pope says, picking up a dusty bill.
"That means no one's been down here in over 100 years." I said
"And Blackbeard was here 150 years before that. Keep pushing." He says
"This place gives me the creeps pope." I mumble as we walk.
My light hits a cracked brick wall. I pause, stepping toward it.
"Hey pope I found something. Look at this. Pope pope" I called
"Yeah?" He says, coming over.
"It looks like they walked this in" I said
He touched the brick. "Hold on a second" he said
He goes to grab an old sword off the wall.
"You're using that to knock it down?" I ask
"I mean...uh...yeah" he says
I stare at him for two seconds, then shove the whole section of loose bricks with my hands. It collapses easy.
"Or we can do it that way" he mutters
He peers inside. "So...who's going in?" He asks
"Nose goes" I say immediately, tapping my nose.
He tries, but I already beat him. "Shit" he mumbles
"You wanna stay out here by yourself?" He asks
I think for a beat. "You still go first" I said
He sighs. "Can I have my flashlight?" He asks
"Oh- yeah sorry" I hand it over
"Thank you" he mutters, crawling in.
I get down on all fours and crawl in after him.
"I can't believe I'm doing this again. You guys know I don't like caves, and I definitely don't like tunnels. Not after the first death mission. This is bullshit." I said
"Hold on, hold on." Pope says, turning a corner.
"How much further?" I ask
"Unclear. I think we should just keep moving." He says
"It smells like shit" I groan
He stops. "Okay, do you want to keep complaining?" He asks
"No, im not complaining, I am stating facts. And it's a fact that it smells like shit" I deadpan.
