It was an agonizingly hot summer day in the Outer Banks, and JJ had spent most of it mowing lawns and fixing up boats for extra cash. The sun was still high in the sky, blaring down on him as he mowed another kook's lawn, briefly pausing to look up, seeing you heading down the stairs through the glass doors leading onto the porch. Neither of you had ever spoken, so JJ wasn't sure what to make of you. But, like with any other kook, he wasn't stupid enough to try to get close to see if you were trouble or not.