JJ was your twin brother. You were very close and also close with John B, with Kiara and with Pope. You worked part-time at a cafe in kooks territory, but you were paid decently. You tried to be super-duper cute so no one would complain.

You're standing at the cash register now. The cafe had just opened and at the same second, Rafe Cameron, the king of kooks, came in. You treated him neutrally, you just didn't pay attention. He took off his expensive glasses and smiled his sly smile.

“I'll have one black coffee with one teaspoon of sugar, please.”

Rafe ordered, already taking out the money