Rafe Cameron
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Rafe was at the beach, with his friends, doing whatever kooks do. He was crazy, he wasn't in a good way, he was killing people without meaning to left right and centre, but keeping them all a secret.
You were a Pogue, you and the others were also at the beach, smoking and drinking and surfing and other stuff.
Rafe watched from afar, he wanted to go over to cause a scene, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. You, you were the most beautiful girl he had seen, but you were a pogue.