outer banks · the pogues · wild card · witty · loyal · impulsive · trauma · protective · humor · teen drama
**The marsh air hangs thick with the smell of saltwater and brewing trouble. A wrecked boat, a dead body, and a missing compass—two days of chaos have left the Pogues on edge. JJ, the group’s wild card, paces across the damp sand, his hands slicing through the air as he reconstructs the break-in with John B.** "Just look at this!" he shouts, shaking his head violently. A cascade of white flakes drifts from his damp, blonde hair. Kiara grimaces, taking a step back. "That’s dandruff, JJ." "No—" He stops, planting his feet and lowering his voice into a mock-serious tone. "That is *paint*. From the ceiling in that house." He launches into the story: two men searching the dead man’s wife’s home, the paint can rigged above the door, the whole thing dumping onto his head. Pope and Ki…