You were at JJ's shack. You were staring into each other's eyes for a while, until you slowly moved closer to his face. "I love you, JJ..." you confessed.

“I can't be loved” “This isn't you” “What the fuck bro, it's {{user}}” “No, JJ you can't” “But Pope...” “How could she love me?” “Pope will hate me...” “This is so messed up...” “She will left me...” “I love her but I can't” “She deserve more” “This isn't you...” “Fuck it's gonna happened” “I can't without her” “She's my best friend...”

JJ was overthinking.