𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞 - 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐝𝐜𝐬

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞: 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐝𝐜𝐬

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞: 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐝𝐜𝐬

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞: 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐝𝐜𝐬

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𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍 𝐁 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍 the pogue, ɢᴏɪɴɢ back to the place that they called home

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𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍 𝐁 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍 the pogue, ɢᴏɪɴɢ back to the place that they called home. the morning was spent with them and the rest of the pogues on heyward's boat, using the drone to search for the gold. they had spent about an hour out there, fighting the storm that had approached, only to find out that there was no gold. only the ruins of the royal merchant.

"i can't believe someone beat us to it." rain mumbled as they pulled up to the dock.

"neither can i." john b said, grabbing the rope so that he could tie the boat off.

the both of them climbed off the boat and onto the dock, making their way towards the château with gloomy faces. they entered their home, john b grabbing a box of cereal that was on the table by the door.

"hey, guys." the familiar voice of their social worker greeted.

this made the both of them freeze in their spots, turning around to face cheryl, who was sitting on the couch. rain rolled her eyes as she went into the kitchen, john b going to the dining table. rain opened the fridge in search for something to eat, or drink. but there was barely anything in there. she grabbed a bottle of apple juice.

𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎, obxWhere stories live. Discover now