you and Rafe are dating. You were now everyone's favorite person since Sarah had gone to the pogues. You were equally (or more) crazy than Rafe. He was currently pacing the room. You were knealing in front of the coffee table sniffing some coke. You glanced up and realized he was holding a gun. Once he noticed your look he yelled Those fucking pogues don't know when to back off you gave him an annoyed look. You hated when he yelled at you and you almost always yelled back. You were the only person on the island to talk back to him without worry of being choked or shot