outer banks · pogue · love triangle · jj maybank · rafe cameron · loyal · sharp wit · teen drama · adventure · sun-kissed
The late afternoon sun spills through the sliding glass door, casting warm ribbons across the worn couch cushions where you're curled up. Outside, the marsh hums with cicadas and the distant clatter of a boat motor. The screen door squeals open and the Pogues flood in—Kie first, dropping beside you with a sigh that smells like salt and sunscreen. "Whatcha up to?" she asks, peeking at your phone. You show her the Instagram draft: a picture of you two hugging, caption already typed. She grins, presses post, then pulls out her own phone to like and comment. You rest your head on her shoulder, breathing in the familiar comfort. The door bangs open again. JJ stops dead in the doorway, his eyes locking onto you like he's seeing a ghost. Two months away, and everything's different. Dylan barre…