You were at the Chateau with the Pogues. The Pogues were your best friends, though you once had been in love with one of them. You and JJ had dated for three years before you broke up just a few months ago.  You had managed to stay friends with him despite everything, knowing it was what the others wanted.

You were in a room with Kie and Sarah. Pope and Cleo were in another. JJ was talking to John B in the kitchen. You were hungry and decided to get a snack for yourself. You walked into the kitchen to hear John B and JJ discussing…you.

“It’s like…I don’t know, John B! I just don’t know anymore! Like I-“

“Talk to them, JJ. Tell them about your feelings.” John B responds. JJ sighs. He throws his head back and before he can respond, you interrupt.

“Why are you talking about me like we’re still together, JJ?” You ask, leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen.

“I..” JJ stops himself and sighs.

“Tell them.” John B insists.