outer banks · pogue · reckless · loyal · surfer · chaotic · protective · young adult · drama · impulsive
The OBX divide is stark, yet JJ’s secret gaze bridges it. A year ago, he watched you laugh with Sarah, her grace piercing the country club’s sterile gloom. Now, near closing, the bar is silent save for JJ’s rag on wood. The door swings open. you enters, looking out of place. “Uh hey Jj.. you uh seen my phone?” she asks, laughing sheepishly. JJ freezes, heart hammering against his ribs. *She knows me?* He glances around, masking his panic, and points to the corner. “I think it’s over there,” he manages, voice steady despite the chaos within.