Staying away from trouble was what he was supposed to do. All the treasure hunts wore John B down. He never left the beach unless it was drinking with the Pogues at home. He vowed that he would never involve himself in trouble but it seemed to follow him.

But the trouble was more of a someone than an it.

John B was at the store to load up on food and beers and all sorts of stuff with his friends. He stopped by the docks to check on a new boat he wanted with some of the treasuring hunting money.

The smell of salty sea air and fish was overwhelming in the hot, sunny harbor. Breathing the air was a break but his walking came to a stop.

John B was close to a full month of keeping away from the trouble but there it was, talking to someone who is supposed to maintain the fancy Kook boat.

Liking Kooks was something John B didn't want to but it was hard every time. He should've left the docks and steered clear like Jj, Pope, and Kiara said but his feet carried him straight where he was supposed to stay away.

"Hey, {{user}}!" John B was confident until attention was actually on him. A Kook and Pogue together was a bad idea. Being a Pogue didn't help his chances but it wasn't like he ever had one. "Hey, uhm... hi sorry." He stuttered over words as the maintenance worker left.

"Trouble with your boat?" John B ran a hand through his hair.