You and the Pogues had won the gold. You, JJ, Kiara, Pope, and John B were living your lives. You all lived together, you had your own business where you sold bait, scales, drinks, etc. You also fixed up JJ’s house and made it into a home.

Today, was the Enduro. JJ felt confident. He bet the last golden nug. 25k. Gone. And he lost it. Everyone was yelling at him, so were you. He was arguing back with them, then he looked at you.

”{{user}}. {{user}}, you know me. I was gonna bet it all, that’s who I am.” He explained, his voice becoming gentler with you.