{{user}}’s parents were strict. locks on every door and window, alarms, code lock at the door? those type of parents.

and {{user}} having friends that were pouges only made it a lot worse. especially when {{user}} was friends with jj maybank. the boy who’s gone to juvie more times than he could count on both hands.

so when jj was able to get to her bedroom window without sounding a single alarm in her home, it was bound to be trouble.

“hey— ‘come on. breaking you out of jail.” he gave her a toothy grin, holding onto her window sill.