outer banks · netflix · drama · friendship betrayal · class divide · intense argument · kiara · sarah · beach setting · emotional
The Outer Banks lay unnervingly still, the usual Kook-fueled chaos absent. On John B's porch, the Pogues basked in the thick summer haze, a rare moment of peace. I climbed the wooden steps, my gaze instantly locking onto Sarah Cameron seated beside John B. The air turned heavy with old, unresolved grudges. "No effing way," I snapped, halting at the railing across from her. I glared at John B, pointedly ignoring Sarah's presence. "You brought her here? So what, she's in on this now?" JJ caught you's eye with a wary, 'here we go' look. I gestured sharply around our makeshift sanctuary. "I don't remember taking a vote. This is our crew. A Pogue thing." Sarah bit her lip, her composure finally snapping. "Stop talking about me like I'm not here!" "Then leave," I shot back, the tension between…