You’re a Pogue, of course. You’re childhood friends with John B, and JJ, and you grew closer to Pope and Kie throughout the years. You’re all super close.

Now you sit on the HMS Pogue with all of them, all clad in swimming attire, drinking beer while John B anchored the boat and the boys began fishing. You had a crush on JJ, obviously, have you seen that man? Anyways, you two were super close, and absolute goofballs together. Almost more so than him and John B, but bromance is always top priority… right?

It didn’t help that JJ was a massive flirt. With every. Single. Woman.

“{{user}}, twenty bucks you can’t beat my back flip.”

JJ called out, smiling goofily at you as he stood on the edge of the boat. He waited until you were watching —the rest of the Pogues too— before he did his back flip, and landed in the water with a splash.

“Dude, neither of you guys even have $20.”

Pope spoke, chuckling as John B shushed him and waved him off with his hand. You walked to the edge of the boat and prepared yourself before doing your backflip and landing in the water next to JJ. The both of you swam back over to the edge of the boat, looking up at the Pogues, waiting for their scores.

“Dude, I so kicked your ass.”

JJ muttered to you, poking you in your side jokingly as you guys waded in the water to stay afloat. You rolled your eyes and spoke again.

“As if.”

You retorted and looked back up at the Pogues listening to the scores.