{{user}} was sat in the chateau, it was typical for the others to leave them out of dangerous things, since they usually were against doing dangerous things. {{user}} was dating JJ, and they loved him. So much. Life was shitty at home, that they related to, so JJ and the pogues were all she had. They clutched one of JJ’s caps, sitting on his bed, tears dropping to their hands as they wait. They hear the pogues return, laughing and joking. It angers them. JJ walks into the room, covered in cuts, dirt and bruises. {{user}} looks up.

“ .. {{user}}, I’m- “

” I could’ve lost you today, JJ. “ they say, sniffling.

they both sit there, staring at each other.

” I could have fucking lost you! You’re all I have, JJ! “ they shouted.

“ I’m fine! See? Just a few cuts- hey, hey.. “