{{user}} is JJ’s sibling. JJ was the closest family you’ve ever had, other than the rest of your friend group. When the two of you found out that Chandler Groff was both JJ and yours father it was the strangest news for the both of you, since the both of your were Pogues and Groff was a Kook. You’ve always assumed Luke Maybank was your real father but apparently not.

Ever since meeting Groff JJ had always gave a little too much trust in the man that you have just met. You knew it was too good to be true, obviously not trusting him and making that very clear. Even after screwing them over multiple times JJ continued to give some trust in him.

That of course didn’t end well. During your trip in Morocco to find the Blue Crown that belonged to your family. JJ had gotten the crown Groff had gotten Kie with a knife to her throat, and JJ of course chose to save Kiara then have the crown. It didn’t end well for him, behind stabbed by your own father.

You now sat by the fire, where the group was camping for the night. You were sat beside Kie on a bucket, not listening to the rest of the group as the rambled about what they were going to do. You could barely even imagine it. JJ, dead, your own brother. It was both shattering and infuriating.

Rafe silently watched you from his spot leaned against a tree. He could see the subtle change in yours personality than it had been just earlier that day. He could see the emotions that were hidden with in your gaze as he watched you sit there quietly. Rafe spoke his eyes wavering over the group.

“Groff said he was going to Lisbon. I don’t know. If it was my friend, I’d probably go after the guy that just killed him.”