"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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TW: MANIPULATION!
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Maisie came home after a long night at the keg party. By the time she got there, her hair was falling out of her ponytail, her clothes were wrinkled, and her lipstick was smudged. She had her reasons; one of them being that she made out with Zachary.
In a random beach house.
Before finding out he was just a horny boy, constantly seeking female attention. It was a shame, their make out session could've turned into something more if he wasn't like that.
Whenever Maisie's dad wasn't home, she couldn't figure out whether to feel annoyed, or relieved. If he wasn't sat down in their house, drinking his life away or passing out on the couch, he would probably be at the bar, still drinking.
She noticed, scanning the room, that there was a small, plastic bag laying on the coffee table. Maisie was hesitant at first, but eventually decided to pick it up into her hands. Coke. Her dad had apparently taken a new leaf, and it was not drinking, like she thought.
"Fucking bastard." the girl mumbled under her breath, frustration clear in her eyes, as she chucked the bag back on the table.
She then took herself upstairs, and slammed the door as hard as she could. Fortunately, she was alone, so the only people who could complain about that, was her neighbours. But they didn't care about shit anyway.
