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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stay off figure 8 —'{ chapter twenty six }'—
after to offering to help pope with delivery's me and jj were now on the bout listening to heyward rant about the rich which didn't bore me completely but it didn't make me all that excited either i mean i might be rich but i'm all for hating the rich
"you guys get these groceries over to figure 8 get straight back here when you're done no fishin" mr heyward starts as he hands me and pope bags " i promised delivery by this afternoon rich folks don't wanna wait for you lazy sons of bit-" he stops as jj's standing there waiting for bags
"oh jj thank you" he says as he hands him some groceries "now tell me again brook how they managed to get you to help them" he asks handing more groceries "i simply offered to help mr heyward" i spoke with a smile "see i know i've always liked you" he says i stick my tongue out to the boys
"doesn't even look like the storm hit over here" pope states "because they got backup generators bro get used to it" jj says "the luxury of being a kook you've got the money" i mock
"and then they say the juice will be out all summer at the cut" jj continues "fuck kooks" i speak "you are one" pope mentions "not by choice" i remind
as we pull in to the dock we all get off and unload " alright so how do we want to do this" i ask "ok well the half needs to go in that direction and this half needs to go that way" pope says gesturing towards the piles of groceries
"alright so i'll take this and you too can do those since it's bigger" jj suggests no one seems to see a problem with that and goes with it "meet back here obviously" pope states we all nod and break apart
me and pope walk towards our destination which happens to go through the golf course "uh oh" i whisper "what" pope questions "rafe" i let out a shaky breath "just keep you head down and walk past" pope says and we do just that
they start coming towards us "hey wassup guys" rafe asks "how much for one of those beers" he asks putting his golf club to the box "they aren't for sale" pope says and try's to push past but is stopped
"oh wait wait you can't just give us one then right" he continues "did you not hear him they aren't for sale" i barge in "oh she's got a little bite" he snickers "yk you can order one like everyone else" pope intervenes
"listen wait no your not listening to me" he starts "your not listening to us" i start as well just wanting this to be over "you've got so many and we've got none" he says as he walks towards me he reaches for my face and try's to caress my face "don't touch me" i spit out
