𝐆𝐖 ┊ ❪ 𝓖𝙴𝙽𝙴𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝓦𝙷𝚈! ❫
↳ 为什么❛ this town don't got much to
do you and i haven't got much to lose ❜︎
₍ ♡ ₎ ˚ ༘ → ༄ ‧₊˚˚.𖤐₊〔 👼🏼🏹☁️ 〕
in which a group of teenagers go on a
field trip, only to return to a ghost
town. wi...
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𝗧 𝗛 𝗘 𝗦 𝗢 𝗖 𝗜 𝗘 𝗧 𝗬.
IT was early morning, the birds could be faintly heard chirping in the distance. The sun had yet to set in the dark blue sky. It was the morning that the boys would take in Greg Dewey into custody for the murder of Cassandra Pressman.
Peter stood off to the side hugging his coat over his body. Luke sighed looking at the boy who stood in his plaid pyjama bottoms and a 'Science Rocks' t-shirt. The only thing that screamed fear from the brunette was the baseball bat with barbed wire he held in his hands.
Luke internally groaned at the group of boys around him.
Jax stood off to the stood with a purge mask and was covered in black from head to toe, he was quite possibly the only one who seemed rather put together for the intrusion. Liam stood off to the side sipping on a carton of chocolate milk, his hand buried into his jean jacket which was over top a fluorescent orange t-shirt, clearly the most inconspicuous of them all.
Jason sat on the rocks falling asleep, Clark rocked on the heels of his feet in boredom, as Luke paced back and forth waiting for Grizz Visser.
Momentarily, Grizz huffed reaching the group of boys.
"Jesus Christ. Grizz, where the fuck have you been?" Luke demanded seeing the boy panting as he stood in front of them clutching his side.
"I slept through my alarm." He admitted, just as the boys began to argue with him. "I know!"
"Pre-dawn raid means pre-dawn." Luke explained.
"Yeah, man, it's like post-dawn right now." Jason argued looking up at the sky.
"I gotta pee." Liam announced.
"Hold it." Clark demanded.
Liam frowned as he tried to stand still despite the cool air around him.
"Can we just do this?" Jax asked popping his head out from behind Luke scaring Grizz who let out a yelp. The boy hopped up and down in anticipation.
"Holy shit, what the fuck are you wearing?" Grizz asked Jax who raised his arms looking at his attire.
"What's wrong with it?" He asked looking down.
"You look like you're about to go kill someone, dude." Jason added.
"I probably shouldn't have brought this then." He murmured pulling out a spiked crowbar from under his coat.
