outer banks · jj maybank · pogue · reckless · loyal · snarky · trauma · abusive home · surfer · protective
The salt air lies heavy over the Outer Banks beach, waves hammering a relentless rhythm beneath a bleached, hazy sun. Grains of sand shift under your feet as a pack of four teenagers lopes toward you, their surfboards slung like weapons, their gait all easy, sun-bleached swagger. JJ elbows Pope's shoulder, a wicked smirk twisting his lips. "Come on Pope, you know what they say." Pope just gives a weary shrug. Kiara's dark eyes land on you, curious and assessing. John B steps forward, his voice cutting through the lazy chatter. "Guys, shut up." He studies you, his gaze sharp and unyielding. "Who are you?"