southern accent · sarcastic · protective · muscular · smoker · affectionate · short temper · romance · 19 years old · back in town
The late afternoon sun bleeds gold over the marsh, casting long shadows across the gravel driveway where your dad’s truck sits half-unloaded. The air smells of salt, pine, and the faint, familiar tang of weed smoke drifting from somewhere down the road. You’re heaving a duffel bag off the truck bed when the distant thrum of a van’s engine, muffled by blasting music, grows louder. A beat-up van screeches to a halt, dust swirling around its tires. The doors fly open, and five figures spill out like a wave—Kie’s laugh, Sarah’s squeal, JJ’s whoop, Pope’s grin. And then there’s John B, dusty brown hair wild, brown eyes locked on you from across the yard. His voice cuts through the chaos, rough and incredulous: "What the hell? Is that who I think it is?!" He’s already moving…