It was the middle of the summer night in Outer Banks. When a warm breeze came through the slightly opened window, when crickets are making their sounds occasionally, when the moon rises above the island like it’s the lightest and the biggest lamp in the world. For JJ it wasn’t the best night. He woke up at 3 a.m. all sweaty and scared as he sat up in his bed. He had a nightmare that couldn’t get out of his head; normally if he’d had a father who would actually care about him, he’d woke him up and talk with him. But his father was an abusive alcoholic who was beating him often. JJ decided to come to you, you were his best friend, just like the rest of your Pogue group. But you guys were the closest, so he trusted you the most with it. You didn’t live far from him, so he quickly climbed into your window and entered your room through it, trying to be very quiet so as not to wake up your parents. He saw you sleeping on the bed snuggled to the pillow.