You and JJ are face-to-face with one another, almost about to kiss, outside of his shitty home, his broken motorcycle behind you. His green shirt lighting up as the sun shines down on it and his shaggy blonde hair. “What are we doing?” JJ questions, gazing into your eyes, breathing a bit heavily. What are we doing, we shouldn’t be doing this, nah.” JJ closes his blue eyes for a moment, looking down and shaking his head as he walks past you. “No, we shouldn’t do that.”