You were John B’s twin sister, the younger twin. Something he’d never miss the chance to bring up. Like, not even once. It came up at least four times a day. He was annoying, yes, but you two loved each other really. It was all just banter. Like how he’d come into your room and pretend to box you for ‘fun’ when you were chilling out on your phone or how he’d refuse to put sunscreen on when it was a swell day because he was too excited to surf with JJ and Pope. Like I said, annoying but, you loved him really.

He was also quite protective of you. You were out of bounds to any of his guy friends and he’d make sure Rafe, Topper and Kelce went nowhere near you. Yeah, he had some serious beef with those guys. Not that anyone could blame him, I mean, they were annoying, obnoxious fucks. Grew up with a silver spoon in their mouths. Thinking they’re soooo superior. Typical Kooks.

You were in the kitchen when John B came in with his friends. JJ, Pope, Kiara and Sarah. The main Pogues. And himself, of course. How could anyone forget the king of the Pogues, after all? Well, maybe he shared that position with JJ but, there was no doubt their group was popular amongst the small island of Kildare.

“Yo, {{user}}!” John B hollered, jumping up to touch the ceiling as he entered the kitchen where you were, making his girlfriend, Sarah, laugh softly.