" i like aliens, weed, and rock and roll. in that order "
" oh and what about me? "
" you can be fourth i guess "
[jj maybank x male oc]
outer banks season 1 - ??
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i - clocking out
The small ice cream shop was really more of a shack than anything else, with no indoor seating and one window where kooks, tourists, and the occasional pogue would come to buy some mediocre hand dipped ice cream when the heat of the Outer Banks got to be just too much. Inside a tall boy bobbed his head along to the Ramones playing through the busted radio his coworker, Allie, had brought one day to fight the boredom. He'd been working for six hours so far and the next two hours until he finally got off could not pass any sooner. Work normally was bearable to be honest, the shop was owned by Jamie's uncle Anderson and the only other person who worked there besides the two was Allie, a pogue girl who was hired on a whim when Anderson decided he was tired of Jamie bailing on shifts last minute and always having to cover for him. Today, though, it was just Jamie manning the shop since Anderson was out doing who knows what and Allie claimed that Jamie "being bored" wasn't a good enough reason for her to come in if they weren't busy enough.
Which they weren't, busy enough, that is. There had been maybe twelve customers the whole day. With the summer heat only mild this early in the season, spending money unnecessarily on ice cream was the least of many pogue's concerns. Therefore, all his customers had been only a few kooks who ventured to the Cut side of the island for a taste of adrenaline or to slum it with the poor and a family of wide eyed tourists. Maybe this made him a bad person, but tourists were Jamie's absolute favorite, especially on days like today where he wasn't rushed and had all the time in the world to mess with them. Like today, the family was the classic nuclear family, mom and dad with two kids, a boy about Jamie's age and a younger girl. The family bombarded Jamie with questions about what life was like living in "paradise on earth", clearly having no social cues because obviously he was working in a literal wooden shack, without air conditioning, in one of the hottest areas in the US. However, he decided to pull on their heartstrings for a little bit, going on and on about how nice it was to be able to spend all his time surfing the waves, driving his boat, and going to Church on Sunday. Albeit, some of this was true but Jamie definitely ruined his chances at the larger tip most tourists gave after his spiel when he blew his cover. Maybe hitting on the son wasn't the best idea after going on about how the ocean made him feel closer to the Lord... or whatever bullshit it was conservative tourist families love to eat up.
However, its been hours since this encounter and Jamie regrets not keeping it up for a few extra bucks, no matter how cute the boy was. Just as all hope of anything exciting redeeming his day, Jamie heard distant whooping that he would recognize anywhere as a beat up Volkswagen van carrying his best friends pulled up. Jamie shook his head and smiled as the sliding door opened and out hopped JJ Maybank followed by the rest of the gang.
"Hello..." JJ paused here to mockingly read the teen's name tag "Jamie. Could you interest my dear friends and I in some of your top of the line ice cream on this pleasant afternoon ."
