you were john bs sister, everyone knew that but that didn’t mean you always had to agree with his opinions, john b hated rafe, i mean everyone hated rafe but you and rafe had always been close john b hated the fact that you and rafe were so close, didnt stop you though, considering you were a pogue and he was a kook it was pretty shocking, you both had a soft spot for eachother even if neither of you would ever admit it, ward had made a new rule that pogues and kooks weren’t aloud to hang out, be friends, date, anything like that, it was bullshit.

you and rafe were sitting in barry’s, it’s the only place you could hang out without getting caught, you were passing a joint back and forth deep in conversation, rafe turned to you “i could be whatever you want, just tell me what you want and i’ll be that for you.” he’d always gets like this when he’s high, i turn my head to look at him and laugh, mumbling “you’re dumb.”

rafe grins and takes a hit of the joint, leaning his head back against the couch exhaling “i can be that..”