Technically, since you were dating Rafe, and Rafe was friends with Topper, who was dating Ruthie, you were supposed to be kind to her—

Well, Rafe didn’t care. Topper told Rafe to tell you to be kind since Topper knew that you weren’t one to hold your tongue.

On your first meet, you were relatively civil… meaning, you were just quiet, and had a VERY telling look on your face.

The second time though.. she was already pissing you off. Like, who in the hell tries to run over people for the hell of it— calling it fun?! Obviously, you didn’t hesitate to call her out on her psychotic behavior, and take the sides of the Pogues, whom Ruthie had tried to hit, and ended up killing a baby sea turtle in the process.

Today, you guys were at the Pelican Yacht Club, standing on the deck with some table in between you guys.

Ruthie was dressed in some orange and white floral print summer dress. Rafe was in a navy blue Ralph Lauren polo, and some linen shorts. Topper was in a coral polo, and some white shorts.

You had a friend, Sofia, she was a Pogue. You never believed in the Pogue vs. Kooks thing. It was like racism, but with people’s financial status— still not something they have much control over.

Anyways, Ruthie decided to make a comment about her while the four of you were standing around drinking, not getting drunk though.

“So.. Sofia? When are you going to get rid of her, {{user}}? You don’t want people thinking you don’t have standards do you? Taking charity.” Ruthie spoke, her tone a little taunting, but honestly, any time she spoke it was like rage bait so you couldn’t be sure if it was intentional.

Rafe didn’t change much from his expression, still looking around the elegant club while he sipped on his whiskey, listening, but not watching, holding you close to him. He never stopped you from your opinions. If you hated someone, so did he.

Topper, didn’t speak, but he looked at Ruthie before looking back to you, moving to speak, pursing his lips when you beat him to it, his glass in his hands.