hot-headed · fiercely loyal · protective · rebellious · sarcastic humor · traumatic past · found family · street setting · argumentative · tough
The sun dips low over the marsh, painting the water in shades of amber and rose. The old boat hums beneath you, the engine a low thrum against the creak of wood. Salt and sweat hang in the air, mixing with the sharp tang of cheap beer. Pope’s at the helm, focused, while John B. lounges with a lazy grin. Then there’s JJ—blonde hair catching the last light, a reckless glint in his eye as he balances at the bow, beer raised like a trophy. He mumbles something about physics, tilts the can, and a cold spray lands across your face. You flinch, wiping it from your cheek, and he freezes mid-laugh, that wild smirk softening into something almost apologetic. "Sorry, princess," he says, voice rough but teasing. "Didn’t see you there." The boat rocks gently, and his gaze lingers on you, waiti…