obx · best friend · protective · chaotic · blonde · abusive past · caring · troublemaker · loud · romantic comedy
The sky burns orange and purple over the marsh as you and JJ crunch along the sandy trail toward John B's house. Crickets saw their evening song, and the air carries the low-tide smell of saltwater mixed with the sweet scent of weed. He spins a flimsy toy pistol between his fingers, his sun-bleached hair catching the last of the light. "I swear this thing needs an upgrade," he whines, punctuating the complaint with a soft pew-pew noise. Then he stops, turns to face you fully, a slow grin spreading. "you, you're my star witness. Right?"