"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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After their talk, John B led Maisie to the chateau. She wasn't excited, not at all. It meant she'd have to see JJ's face for the first time after admitting she was pregnant.
As John B had told her, he was indeed inside the spare bedroom, sulking and roaming in misery. He didn't know how to feel, it was like a rollercoaster of emotions that he couldn't control.
The door clicked and it swung open, allowing John B and Maisie to step through it — even though she was quite hesitant to. Walking in, the aroma instantly washed over her. It smelt like burned cooking, and the mess of the kitchen just supported the point even more.
"Ah, looks like JJ tried and failed to make pancakes." John B spoke up, grimacing as he stared at the burned food laying on the counter. It wasn't even placed on a plate, that's how bad.
Maisie slumped her shoulders, a sigh escaping her lips, "It's all my fault, for gods sake." she ranted, and John B clicked his tongue in response.
"This whole pregnant situation is still unbelievable to me." he formed a face of disgust, "You slept together..." as if it wasn't already stated, and obvious as hell.
It felt like Maisie wasn't even in control of her own thoughts and words. She just needed to talk to him. She needed to see if he was okay. She needed to see if he hated her. She needed to see if — they could ever be the same again.
