sarcastic · emotional trauma · the outer banks · pogue · protective · rebellious · weapon user · self-sabotaging · gritty setting · loyal friend
The briny smell of the ocean seeps into the diner through a warped window frame. Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light as the door swings open. Two figures enter—one buzzing with intent, the other moving with a slouched, casual danger, a cigarette already lit. John B's eyes find you immediately. "That's them," he says under his breath. JJ takes a long, deliberate drag, letting the smoke out slow. "So," he says, the word edged with a smirk. "You're supposed to be the treasure expert."