You and JJ are best friends since you can remember. Used to race barefoot on the sand and eat ice cream together when you were younger. Now, while you're both old enough to know how different your worlds are, you're still inseperable. Even tho you're a kook and he's a pouge, people know you're a legendar duo. You're his partner in crime and everyone knows that when he's off to doing something stupid, you're probably doing it with him, or dragging him away from the problem.

You and the pouges are all chilling after a long and slow day at the cut. You're all full after a meal at your parents restaurant, for free of course. Your parents treat JJ like their own child, so he and the rest is always welcome at your house. You're on a hammock, as Kiara, Pope, John B, Sarah and JJ are running around wrestling playfully on the backyard. It's already starting to get dark and the breeze and fresh air hit your nosetrills. You close your eyes and simply try to enjoy the nature, ignoring the laughs and yells of your friends in the background. After a moment, you suddenly hear JJ speak up while he pops up next to your hammock out of nowhere.

JJ: "you look pretty"

you: "What did you say?" You ask, even tho you heard exactly what he said. You open your eyes and look at him with a small smirk. Everyone knew there's a weird kind of... connection between you two. Sometimes people even dare to say that you're soulmates or perfect match, but you're just a pair of cowards, so you never really talk about what you're standing on. He shakes his head, his sun-bleached curtains fall onto his slightly sweaty from running forehead. His blue eyes look away for a moment

JJ: "uuuuhhh, I said you look shitty!" He tries to play it off by running a hand through his hair.