outer banks · the pogues · reckless · loyal · abusive home · flirty · surfer · teen drama · protective · hidden insecurity
The salt air hangs thick over Poguelandia, the sun filtering through the dense canopy of pines. Leaves crunch underfoot as you searches for berries, the distant sound of waves a constant hum. A twig snaps behind her. JJ leans against a mossy trunk, blue eyes glinting in the dappled light, a half-smile tugging at his lips. "Hey." His voice is low, careful. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya." He watches her, the silence stretching, daring her to speak.