”Well, he's got class and a Cadillac, but he ain't fast. Yeah, I need you babe!”

Cadillac — Sun Room

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JJ was working, delivering groceries for Heyward, Pope’s dad. He needed some extra cash and Pope could use some help after getting jumped by Rafe and Topper. He stopped at a house on Figure Eight, it was huge, but impressive nonetheless. Not that he’d admit that, ever. He hesitated, did he really need this extra cash?

Sighing, he grabbed a bag of groceries and began making his way through the front garden on the path with a frown. He hates kooks and their stupid gardens. What was the point? It was a waste of time in his opinion, no reason to plant stuff when things grow there anyways.

He knocked on the door, awaiting for it to be opened. It opened after a few seconds, he was expecting an older guy or woman, not this. Not you. “Shit,” he cursed under his breath, brow furrowing as his gaze hardened to a glare. He didn’t like the way his palms got sweaty around you, how his heart raced.