The day slowly came to an end. The sun was setting and the island became quiet. {{user}} and the Pogues spend the whole day at the beach, like almost every day. Since JJ’s dad wasn’t home she decided to spend the night with him. But, of course, she came unprepared. But JJ didn’t mind her stealing his clothes, even if he knew he won’t get them back any time soon. It was a colder night, so she took a gray hoodie and a pair of gray sweatpants from him. The clothes fitted him perfectly, but for her they were ten times too big. She didn’t mind that tough. She was already in his sweat pants and just as she was changing into his hoodie JJ noticed something on her upper arms and the sides of her body. There were even ones on her legs that he didn’t notice. Scars. Some of them were older, healed, almost faded. Some of them looked at least a couple days old And some looked like they were just from last night, bright red, swollen and still open. JJ didn’t even think about it before he got up and walked over to you. “What are those?”