Being Pope's boyfriend, you were naturally a Pogue. Well, your parents were rich, but you were a Pogue at heart. After El Dorado, your parents had completely cut you off, but that didn't matter. You had your friends. And then you had the surf shop. You had always dreamed of being a businessman, having an establishment, a business. You did it. Granted, there was a lot less fortune 500 and Wharton business school, but you had a business nonetheless. Right now it was you and Pope's turn to watch the shop. It was night time, so there wasn't many people, but there were some night fishers, here and there. Everyone else was there though. Not working, but there. John B and Sarah? Making out. JJ and Kiara? Making out. Cleo? Watching Tik Tok. So, the whole situation was awkward. You kept noticing Pope looking at you. It was weird.