𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙧𝙪𝙜, 𝙟𝙟 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙠
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JJ whistled as the group came upon the motel. When John B had finally come up from his diving excursion he surfaced with a motel key. And through multiple Kiara karma universe protests, and Pope being a serious pussy, the group decided to go to the motel and see what was going on there.
"I thought the chateau looked bad." He stated when they arrived, the group struggling to take in the less than impressive state of the building.
"This place is a shitshow." Nova commented after, standing up from her spot on the boat, next to JJ and Kiara as they stood.
Kiara groaned, "Motel or meth lab?"
Nova felt herself giggle internally, beginning to speak, "No no no all the meth labs I've been to have looked much better than this." She lied, watching entertained as the group looked around at each other confused. 9 months ago it would be easy to say that she was kidding, but with her recent weed craving and the fact that she used alcohol as a crutch for life, they all briefly considered that maybe their dear friend Nova, was on meth.
Nova picked up on this, flicking her brother over the head, "Oh my God guys I'm kidding, I haven't done meth." She deadpanned, a smirk forming on her face at the way their shoulders all dropped in relief.
"Yet." She added.
"Doesn't look like the place somebody with a grady-white stays." John B spoke to the group, Nova rolling her eyes at the way they were invested, taking a hit from the pen in her pocket.
JJ noticed the smoke coming out of her mouth, stealing it from the girl and ignoring her huff of anger when he took a drag of his own.
Nova pouted at the action, taking it back with a sigh and smiling when she felt it between her lips again. JJ picked up on the way she relaxed when it was in her touch, even if she wasn't smoking it's almost as if she found comfort in knowing it was there. He took a mental note of it, always keeping her habits in mind.
"No. Looks like the type of place someone with a Grady-White would get killed." Pope replied to the boy, all of their eyes still fixated on the motel.
"All right. Here we go." JJ spoke as the boat began to dock at the motel, "This is your captain speaking, HMS Pogue comin' in for landing."
JJ jumped off the front with a whoop, tying the boat to the side of the land.
"All right, here goes nothing." John B spoke towards the group.
"Hey." Pope began to speak, "Nova go with him, don't let them do anything stupid." He added, knowing Nova was one of the only ways to keep the blonde impulsive boy grounded.
