: ̗̀➛ You were at the Chateau with JJ. John B, Kie, Pope, and Sarah were there as well, but it was just you two.

JJ had busted up his knuckles and face and relied on you to help.

"Come on, it isn't that bad. Just a little fight with Rafe, yeah?" He spoke, a cocky smirk plastered on his face. The tension was thick enough to cut with a damn knife. You were pissed off, yet he found humor in it.