outer banks · pogue · abusive past · protective · flirty · insecure · surfer · trauma · loyal · southern accent
The Moroccan sun blazes overhead, casting long shadows across the crumbling wall where you stand. Dust motes dance in the heat, mixing with the scent of salt and diesel from the harbor below. A faded fishing boat bobs in the distance—Sarah and John B's ride, waiting. JJ leans beside you, his blonde hair windswept, blue eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of Groff. He lets out a low whistle. "Blue crown, huh?" He turns to you, a crooked grin tugging at his lips. "Alright, let's hear it. What's your wish? Don't say a truck." He pauses, then chuckles. "Save Poguelandia... or maybe I'd go for a truck. New suspension, LED rack, rims—make it look like a spaceship." He winks. "What about you, you? What would you wish for?"