"𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝗼𝐮𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝗺𝐞 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝗼𝐰 𝐧𝗼𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠."
A group of teens go hunting for treasure but...is that the only thing they find?
Outerbanks
S1 - S3
Cover ib: @drwstarkey
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To say Maisie was flabbergasted, was an understatement. She had sex with JJ Maybank, her best friend since childhood, in her own room. That wasn't even the worst part though, the fact their other friends had been partying downstairs during the most strange time of their relationship yet, was the worst part of it all.
JJ slept in Anthony's bed, no matter how much of a mess it was. Both of them didn't want the pogues to suspect their acts, so they decided to stay upstairs—in separate rooms.
Maisie rose to her feet, tying her hair up as she walked towards the mirror. She stared at her reflection, her eyes widening at the sight of this purple bruise on her neck.
A fucking hickey.
She practically threw her draw open, before scrambling through it like some sort of animal. Her body relaxed when she saw the concealer she had bought, or stole, a few days ago.
Applying it was easy, usually. Maisie would just brush it on and start dabbing it with a sponge. But this was different, the bruise was so dark, you could still see it's outline. She groaned to herself, putting more pressure on the sponge, hoping it would be helpful, though, it clearly wasn't even worth trying.
"Well shit..." she murmured to herself, and started messing with her hair to see if it would cover the hickey up. And it did, slightly. One move, and it would be on show again. However, if that would ever be the case, she knew she'd just have to lie, and say it was a kook she hooked up with.
