you and the pouges are just trying to have the best summer ever until they find out the truth
or
In which two pogues that flirt 24/7 actually get together as they are running for their groups lives
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Drunk actions are sober thoughts —'{ chapter five }'—
Tw ⚠️: language, dead body's, underage drinking
we arrive back to the island as they were oulling someone up a dock who i guess was dead i had calmed down since the boat thing sitting inbetweeen jj and kie
"whos that" john b question when we see the dead bodt
" its scooter grubbs he was out during the strorm check out this pic i got .. dead body" this random girl says showing us a picture
"what kind of boat did he have" jj asks
"somehow that dirtbag copped up a brand-new grady-white everyones out looking for it" the girl says
we all look at each other confused and shooked
we ended up going back to chatuea sitting on the front porch
i was sitting in front of jj while he was messing with my hair
until pope comes running in
"okay so um we didnt see anything we dont know anything we need to have total and complete amnesia" pope says panicked as he sits next to kie on the other couch
"actually pope right for once see i agree with you sometimes deny deny deny" jj responds to pope still messing with my hair
"guys we cant keep the money" kie says
"okay well not all of us can afford unlimited data plans kiara" jj says annoyed
"jj!" i say as i slap his leg
"kies right guys we have to pass that off to lana grubbs otherwise its bad karma" i continued as kie nods her head in agreement
"bad karma to be implicated in a felony too, we gotta go dark" pope says looking at everyone
"if that means we get to keep the money then i agree" jj say inlightened
john b walks over and puts his hand on jjs shoulder "i dont agree" he says to the blonde
"what why" jj questions
"just think about it this is scotter grubbs were talking about" john b goes on
"same dude that's buying individual cigarettes at the porthole" i added
"shit one i saw this dude begging for change in the save-a-lot parking lot because he needed gas" john b continues "were talking about a dirtbag marina rat who's never had more than 40 bucks in his pocket and all of a sudden hes got a grady-white just syaing" he goes on taking a seat
