OUTER BANKS.

You and Sarah have been best friends ever since she joined the pogues. Which automatically makes you two— surf shop buddies!

Currently, you were sitting down and counting some money in the register. She went down the dock to get some ice.

Someone walks in, your head bent down and focused on the $5 bills in your hand.

“Hi! Is there anything I can help you with? Our bait is actually 20%—“ Your sentence is cut off— you were stunned, looking at the person standing in front of you.

Rafe Cameron, out of all people.

“Actually yeah, there is something you can help me with {{user}}. Sarah around?” He slid you his business card.

You scoffed at him but eventually gave him a chance to explain himself.

Sarah walked in, her jaw dropped seeing her brother standing in front of y/n.

“What is he doing here {{user}}?!?! We’re supposed to be working!” She yelled, confused and surprised.

You didn’t know why he was here, Sarah assumed because of your so called ”history”, that he was here for you. It wasn’t true and you didn’t know how to prove it to her.

Sarah ran off, crying as Rafe stood in front of you.