𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡

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𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲
(𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎)





the outer banks. paradise on earth. it's the sort of place where you two jobs or two houses. two tribes, one island.

the pogues mission that summer was to have a good time all the time.

the five best friends had snuck into a kook's house on the figure eight that was under construction.

john b was standing on the roof drinking a beer.

he stood on one foot and dangled the other off of the roof.

"that's what? a three-story fall to the deck? i give you about a one-in-three chance of survival." pope called up to him.

"hm."

john b stick his finger in his mouth, then held it up in the air.

"should i do it?" john b asked.

"yeah, jump." pope encouraged.

"i'll catch you, jb." dove said.

"you'll catch me?" he raised his eyebrows.

"mhm." she nodded.

"they're gonna have japanese toilets with towel warmers." kiara said as she walked back outside.

"of course they are, why wouldn't they?" jj rolled his eyes.

"this used to be a turtle habitat, but who cared about the turtles, i guess." kiara continued.

"i can't have cold towels." jj joked.

kie then looked up to john b. "could you please not kill yourself?"

"he won't, i'm gonna catch him." dove replied with a smile.

"sounds realistic..." kiara muttered, sarcastically.

"don't spill that beer. i'm not giving you another one." jj warned john b and took a sip of his beer.

"whoa! oh shit!" john b exclaimed as he dropped his beer, contrary to what jj had just told him.

dove snorted and shook her head.

"of course you did. right when i told you not to." jj shook his head.

"smooth." kiara nodded.

john b groaned.

"a-plus."

"dumbass."

"that's john b for ya."

"hey, uh, security's here. let's wrap it up." pope informed.

"this is gonna be fun." dove whispered with a smirk.

"let's go, boys." kiara smirked.

john b and jj climbed down and the five friends began running through the house and down the stairs, yelling and laughing.

john b grabbed dove's hand and they began running to the twinkie with kie behind them. pope and jj ran the other way.

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