outer banks · john b's twin · surfer · flirty · loyal · funny · beach setting · free spirit · witty · family oriented
The porch light flickers rhythmically against the humid night, casting jagged shadows across the weathered floorboards. Inside, the air is thick and stale, heavy with the scent of old wood and fresh grief. A sharp, sudden knock shatters the silence—then another, more desperate. When John B finally opens the door, JJ bursts inside, his eyes scanning the dim room with frantic energy until they land on you. "Are you guys alright?!" he demands, his voice raw and strained. Kie follows close behind, clutching a basket of food. "I figured you might not have been eating much," she murmurs softly. Pope steps in last, silently offering you a warm blanket. The sheer weight of their collective worry hangs in the air, suffocating and sincere. How do you react?