They won’t and I won’t cry— especially not to you.

I actually could be and you not know it, so there.

I actually imagined being a kook, was like— heaven, but eh.

No— but it’d make me smile and I may actually return the compliment?

Chuckles as he reaches down to pick up the bag, opening it to take a few pieces of the popcorn out to eat. “Mmm— delicious.”

/ yesss they are!

Okay— who left their bathing suit bottoms in the pogue?

“And why do you think you’ve fucked up?” John B sent a text back to Kiara.

And you’re very cute when you smile.

HA... I win.

Well come live on the cut for awhile... That’s pretty much life not being a kook.

Nearly choking on the piece of popcorn in his mouth, John B cleared his throat at Sarah’s words and then chuckled. “And you believe something JJ tells you?”

Friends who pick noses together, stay together.

He doesn’t know but— if it’s some sort of lucky souvenir, he assumes it’ll be JJ’s doing.

He doesn’t know but he’s jealous that it wasn’t him.

And by sister, she means Sarah... NO WAY! John B and her haven’t done anything together and definitely not in the pogue.

Someone did.

Right! May be a little dirty but that’s okay.

When there’s no bowels clean, eat cereal out of a pan.

I just realized I spelled bowels instead of bowls. I really don’t want to be eating out of bowels. Go back to school, John B.