You sat in the hot container, your back against the cold metal of it as you let out another sigh.

“We could get away— just us..” JJ suggests as he turns his head to you. “I’m sick of this gold shit, I want a holiday.” He smiles at you, and you immediately smile back.

“Shut up, we wouldn’t survive two days.” You giggle out quietly.

“I’m serious.. we could do it.” He shrugs as he shifts to face you.