𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 ➺ 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊

𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍「𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒」

𝐎𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

"Stealing drones makes you hungry" Kiara states and I nod in agreement, looking down at the white bandage around my leg.

"What I would do to a beer and shrimp and grits right now" JJ groans as we hop out the van.

"It would not be pretty" Pope adds.

"Hey, Dad" Kiara greets her father as we enter the Wreck.

"Hi, Mr C!" I chirp.

"Hey, girls" He replies.

"How did we do?" She asks.

"Didn't turn over once" He states.

"It's probably just bad luck because of the storm" She sighs, hugging him.

"Yeah, i'll be sure to tell the banks that" He scoffs as we pass the father daughter duo.

"I'm so hungry" John B groans as we wait in the corner of the room for Kiara to speak to her dad.

"All I want is chilli cheese fries" I say with a pout and the boys chuckle at my whining.

Kiara and her dad look at us and we all wave with smiles on our faces other than JJ who throws them the peace sign.

"Sit down" Kiara tells us.

"Hell yeah!" I whoop excitedly, rushing to sit down.

"Oh, yes!" JJ laughs, sitting down next to me.

A bunch of plates are put down on the table and I swear my heart skips a beat when I see the bowl of chilli cheese fries. I look up at Mr C who pats my head with a smile and I grin gratefully to which he shrugs, walking away.

I see JJ's hand reach out to take my fries and I gasp, slapping his hand with all my strength before snatching the bowl away from him and the other greedy seagulls.

"Ow!" He whines.

"Eat your own fries" I state sternly before stuffing my face with mine.

Kiara disappears then comes back with two glasses of soda and a jug of water. She hands me one of the soda's and puts the water on the table for the boys.

"I swear, all Carrera's are angels sent from heaven" I state, taking a sip of the Coca Cola in my glass.

"I see favouritism going on here" John B says through a mouth full of fries.

"I think it's sexism" JJ corrects before gulping down a mouthful of water.

"Hey, it's not my fault I'm loveable" I grin smugly.

John B throws a fry at me and I squeal, throwing one right back at him. JJ's hand sneaks out in front of me again and I slap him harshly.

"My fries" I warn him.

He pouts adorably and I feel my stern expression practically melting at the look on his face.