TIDES BETWEEN US

john b and you had always been inseparable. from the first moment you met, it was like the universe had decided you were meant to be a pair. summers in the outer banks were your playground, the salty breeze and crashing waves carrying the secrets only best friends could share.

“you coming or what?” john b shouted over his shoulder, already halfway down the dock. his signature grin tugged at his face, the kind that made trouble seem like an adventure.

you laughed, kicking off your sandals.“hold up, you’re always rushing into things!”

but that was john b. bold, fearless, always diving headfirst into whatever chaos he could stir up. and you? you were the anchor. the one who kept him grounded when the world got too wild. together, you balanced each other out, like the tides and the moon.

today, the plan was simple—find a hidden cove john b swore he’d spotted on an old map. “trust me, this is gonna be epic,” he’d said, pulling the faded parchment from his back pocket.