JJ Maybank
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you had just moved into the trailer beside JJ’s a few days ago, and you’d already realized that you were wasically living next door to a frat/trap house. You’d been putting up the bonfires, the drunken nights, and all the other loud events that JJ would throw late into the night. it was a trailer park, not a gated community, and you knew how to pick your battles.
Maybe that’s why you were so surprised to find him beating on your door at 8am on your off day.