𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔 || 𝒋𝒋 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒌 [discontinued]

★ 1 - start of the sparks

"let's go crazy, crazy, crazy 'til we see the sun,
i know we only met but let's pretend it's love,
and never, never, never stop for anyone,
tonight let's get some and live while we're young."

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"He's gonna drop that beer I already know it." Izzy says shaking her head to John B on the roof. He stands on the edge, balancing on one foot as he holds his arms out wide, a beer in hand.

"That's what, a three-story fall to the deck? I give you about one-in-three chance of survival." Pope declares, squinting his eyes from the sun.

"Should I do it?" John B says, considering the idea.

"Yeah jump!"

"No jumping, are you kidding? Don't you dare." Izzy shouts as he sticks his tongue out at her.

She takes the beer can next to her and opens it with a fizz as she quickly chugs the liquid down. Beads of sweat roll down her temple as she sits next to JJ on the construction site of the new house.

"Woah, slow down there Z." JJ takes the can from her mouth and sets it down next to him, Izzy flashing him a glare. "You're gonna piss all over the van if you drink at that rate."

"Hey I'm just thirsty give it back asshole." She retorts, reaching over to his lap. JJ is quick to grab her wrist and force her back to her spot.

He chuckles, "Here." He hands her his own beer can as her eyes light up. She quickly grabs it when she has the chance and tips it into her mouth. But nothing comes out.

"Fuck you JJ, it's empty." The girl shoves JJ and smashes the can on the floor.

JJ laughs and drinks from Izzy's can, flipping her off with his other free hand. "You love me." JJ smiles and winks in her direction causing her to automatically roll her eyes. "Yeah whatever."

"They're gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers. I mean who cares about the turtle habitat right?" Kiara says absolutely mind boggled at the idea of it as she exits the house.

"I hope the turtles somehow survive." Izzy says as she rests her chin on the cold metal bar, looking down at Kiara.

"Yeah me too." She responds and averts to gaze to John B on the roof. "Can you please not kill yourself?"

"Hey don't spill that beer! I'm not giving you another one." JJ exclaims, finishing Izzy's can.

"You had like three you greedy asshat."

"Shh shh shh quiet baby." JJ whispers, smiling as he places his pointer finger on Izzy's lips, only to make her slap his arm away angrily.

"I hate that nickname." She says quietly, a pink tinted blush coming into her cheeks.