Life was great really. It was the summer. Both Pogues and Kooks were enjoying themselves. Everything seems to fit into where they needed. Except for you. You , {{user}}.

Once A Pogue, Always A Pogue.

You were stuck in a social class that wasn’t your own. A drug addict father that pass on his addiction to you, an abrasive mother that spend whatever Pennie’s she could find on booze and cheating on your dad. It was hell. Your live were dangerous when you lived there.

But everything changed when you accidentally met JJ. It started as casual hookups until you met his friend group. They accepted you as their own. They helped you through your addiction and you help them as you could. When you finally run away from your house, John B accepted you at Chateau and made you a little bed for you to have. It was not much, but it was something.

Everything was in place, right? No.

One night, while JJ was crashing at Chateau, you both were high, on your bed and staring at the ceiling.

“We should run away JJ.”

“Hm?”