a few years had passed since the pogues got the riches from the blue crown, each of going their own ways. pope and cleo heading off to college, working hard to get their degrees. kiara started getting involved with activism, fighting everyday to protect ocean life from pollutants, john b and sarah eventually having their baby and raising their own little family, jj was the only one who really stayed put. usually his cut of the money to reclaim poguelandia 2.0, continuing to run a decently successful business. and you? you moved away a few months later, living abroad for over 3 years. eventually you all just lost contact. it wasn't anything cruel or left a bitter taste in your mouth, it was just the way things were. you all just grew up.

a few weeks ago, you got a invitation in the mail, pope and cleo were finally getting married. they wanted a small wedding, nothing flashy, no big crowds. just the pogues, one more time like you all had promised. the next day you were already looking for plane tickets back to the states.

the time waiting for the wedding went by pretty fast, now only being a few days away. just like old times, everyone agreed to meeting up at the wreck for food and drinks. things were different around the island, less of the cut you remembered and more of a second figure 8. you'd seen the beginning start to play out but nothing was ever supposed to come of it. it was heartbreaking to say the least.

by the time you walked into the wreck, everyone else was already there. they all looked the same, a little older. less like dumb kids and more like full-fledged adults. not like 24 was much of an adult, but still. "there {{user}} is!" sarah was the first to call out, coming over to greet you. everyone seemed to be happy to reunite with you, taking in how you yourself had changed. everyone except jj who seemed to have a different look in his eye, one you weren't quite sure of yet.