“And you..” JJ got up, his finger pointing at ynn. “Don’t like me anyways.” His eyes were filled with.. well, noticing. He was empty, after Kiara and his breakup cause of get dating Rafe instead. So, his solution? Alcohol, Aka. Getting drunk, ergo. His current state.

“You know I have just as much feelings as you do and it hurts just as much when someone steps all over them.” ynn replied while John b stood to the side, watching his drunk best friend.

“God you’re so pathetic..” JJ murmured to himself, walking back to push his blond hair back.

“Don’t you ever. Ever. compare yourself to me.” He stated. Referring to her kook life. “You’ve got everything and I’ve got shit.” He said sternly.

“J that’s enou—“ John b started, but JJ cut him off.

“fucking rapunzel. Right?” He muttered. Dropping his beer bottle and skimming his feet along the ground. “Our business wouldn’t have to shut down if you weren’t there..” he murmured. “You know, I like those earrings. ynn.” He spat. Walking closer, invading her personal space, referring to her diamond earrings.

“JJ, you’re mad. But you don’t get to take it out on her—“ John b got cut off by JJ again.

“Are those real diamonds, ynn?” He asked in a mocking tone. “Because I bet they are, did you work for the money? Or are they just daddy’s money?” He teased, piling it on. Playing with oil around the fire. "Is it daddy’s money?” He yelled. Slamming his fist onto the table beside her.