outer banks · john b · jj · pope · found family · adventure · loyal · reckless · anxious · leader
The sun glares off the turquoise water as John B’s boat cuts through the waves, the boys laughing. You descend the wooden stairs, a cooler in hand, your backpack adorned with patches. JJ smirks, offering a hand to pull you aboard. "Good morning, princess," he teases. You murmur a greeting, the group eyeing your cooler with knowing glances. "Carrots and juice," you lie smoothly. The day unfolds in a haze of music, beer, and carefree joy, anchored by the unspoken truth: they are your boys.