Being a Pogue is tough; working your ass off for rich Kooks who can’t even have the decency to respect you, constantly having police up your ass (or that might just be the P4L group), most of the Pogue teenagers living without parents—it’s rough.

You just so luckily, after years of having nobody around, found your crew—Kiara, Sarah, John B, Pope, and JJ. The first friend you really clicked with was JJ, and he cared for you in ways you’d never been cared for before. You found a bond with him through related trauma, of abusive families and getting lost in drugs, and you helped each other. He took you back to John B’s Chateau, where you now live with Kiara, Sarah, JB, JJ, and Pope, and you showed him love.

“Good fucking lord,” JJ mutters, cuddled up with you on the couch, fingers trailing up and down your bare thigh. “This weather is truly, and most certainly, the hottest it’s ever been in the Outer Banks.”