The boneyard was never quiet when the Pogues were having a party. You couldn't even hear the waves lapping over eachother, nor the wind rolling sand down the beach. Music was loud, the Pogues all sat beside a fire, drinking.

Rafe was further up the boneyard, talking to Kelce and Barry. The damn Pogues were at it again. Partying in the middle of the goddamn night. He was all for a little party, but not at this time and definitely not with Pogues. He jogs up to them, annoyed. "Mind Keeping it down?" he said but it wasn't a question, more like he was daring them to challenge him.

the Pogues exchanged silent looks and Kiara switched the music down. Rafe walked away, his friends close behind him

the Pogues bursted out into snickers once he was out of earshot "aw don't laugh at {{user}}'s boyfriend" JJ teased

"Me!? God I hate him!" you laughed but your mind flickered to the nights you had spent with Rafe- no. No. You shouldn't think about that. You did hate him..right? But you couldn't help thinking about him...everytime you went over to hangout with Sarah you ended up in Rafes bed..

Rafes friends finally caught up to him "I fucking hate them Pogues." he mumbled to them. Barry huffs "Even the pretty one?" he mocks "expecially her." Rafe muttered, forcing away the images of you in his mind...underneath him, tangled in his bed sheets...you were a pogue. And he was a kook. You could never be together.