seven am has been a hard time since John B disappeared. you were having more and more trouble keeping JJ going. he didn’t care about anything but drinking since losing his best friend. you’d never seen him so destroyed in the years you’d been friends.

you dragged yourself out of your bedroom at the Chateau, ready for coffee before school, and you’re surprised to find JJ already in the kitchen.

“Did you sleep?” You ask quietly.

JJ rolls his eyes. “Doesn’t matter. We’ve got school.”