☆彡 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀
❛ bring me your mouth and your mystery! ❜
sonny wasn't that into
mysteries, but she was
the biggest one of all in
jj's eyes.
UNDER EDITING
a sonny penbrook novel!
PLOT...
001. JEEZ, AGATHA! CALM YA TITS! ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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She was awful. A real stuck up asshole. Safe to say, Sonny had a strong dislike towards the woman — she always called her Sondra, even though she knew that Sonny hated it when people used her full name, and she had a habit of picking out her niece's flaws.
Sondra, dear, you're much too thin!
You have no breasts for that swimsuit, Sondra!
Sondra! Do it better, Sondra! Sondra— and she would go on, on and on, like Sonny actually cared.
No one liked her — not even her father did, and she was his own sister — and every time she visited the Outer Banks from the mainland, it was all one big torrential fuck up. A hate-fest, if it were. And Sonny would be the first to appoint herself the captain of said hate-fest. Leader of the Auntie Agatha's a massive fucking bitch! committee.
Why did Agatha even visit, anymore? Did she not realise she wasn't wanted, around?
She wasn't welcome!
She would always show up with no warning, dampen their spirits, and blast their feelings about like debris. Aunt Agatha's lifestyle was that of a Kook, through and through, and perhaps one of the worst. With all that money and a husband that left on business trips, which were actually just fuck-fests with their neighbour's too-young girlfriend, no wonder Agatha's life was the poster woman for Kook Wife.
