☆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...
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ The first time Sonny and Topper ever argued was when they were eleven.
It was one of those childish fights.
You know, the ones that weren't really significant and didn't last long, over something totally trivial and stupid, but at the time felt like the end of the world. Like you could never ever come back from it. Sonny kinda wished she could tell eleven year old her that it would only get worse from there — worse than Topper lying about her having a crush on Rafe to get a good laugh from the older boy.
Sonny would take that over this, any day.
"You gotta be kidding me..."
"Whew—" JJ whistled lowly, nose scrunched, "Doesn't he look a happy camper?"
