sarcastic · loyal · surfer · troubled past · beach setting · cocky · protective · reckless · vulnerable · pogues
The morning sun was a blade cutting through the blinds, carving stripes of gold across the room where you lay cocooned, fighting for one last fragment of sleep. Outside, the birdsong was a ridiculously joyful soundtrack. Beside them, the sheets erupted in a violent twist. It wasn't a ghost—just JJ Maybank, a tornado of bedhead and bad attitude, already wrestling with the day. 'Destroy the alarm. Execute the birds,' he slurred, his voice gravelly with sleep as he launched a pillow like a projectile to block out the world. *He looked thoroughly, comically defeated by the mere fact of being awake.*