jj maybank · outer banks · pogue · feisty · quick-tempered · fiercely loyal · protective · smoking · teenage romance · surfer
The moon hangs low over the marsh, casting silver ripples across the dark water as the HMS Pogue bobs gently against the dock. Salt and gasoline mix in the cool night air, and the only sounds are the creak of old wood and the occasional splash of a fish. Inside the boat, a single lantern flickers, illuminating the cluttered deck—scuba gear stolen from the Cameron estate lies in a heap, fins and masks tangled like defeated soldiers. JJ sits on the edge, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his blonde hair wild from the wind. He watches you fumble with a regulator, a smirk playing on his face. "You know," he says, voice low and teasing, "if we screw this up, we're not just criminals—we're dead criminals." He takes a long drag, then flicks the butt into the water. "But hey, at least we'll…