𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗪𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗦𝗨𝗖𝗛 𝗙𝗥𝗔𝗚𝗜𝗟𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗦
𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙚
in which john booker routledge gets his secret girlfriend pregnant and starts looking for the gold
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"where's the gold?" briar said as pope maneuvered the ROV.
"yeah, what's going on?" kie said.
"it's not there," john b sighed. "look, just- - just pull the drone up."
"this isn't real, it has to be there!" briar insisted.
"shit," john b muttered.
"look, we can do another pass. recharge the battery," pope supplied. "we can go back down!"
"we've done it three times. there's nothing there!" jj hollered.
"shut up!" kie screamed.
"what? it's true!" jj yelled back.
"the gold could be buried. we don't know," kie said, bargaining with herself.
"if it was there, it would've been found on the metal detector, okay?" john b said over the wind. "somebody beat us to it."
"or it was never there," jj mumbled.
"this is such bull," briar yelled, kicking something across the floor of the boat. "this fucking sucks!"
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briar and sarah were driving around, listening to music.
"WE ARE NEVER EVER EVER," sarah began.
"GETTING BACK TOGETHER!" briar finished. the girls collapsed into a fit of laughter.
"how's my little baby doing?" sarah asked, making a right turn. the girls had been driving in circles around figure eight since briar got back from being with the pogues.
"so good," briar gushed. "i haven't throw up today."
"quite the accomplishment from you," sarah laughed. "have they kicked yet?"
"no," briar sighed. "which is normal but i want little pear to kick me."
"pear?" sarah asked.
"that's what john b and i are calling it," briar smiled. "our little pear."
"that's cute," sarah smiled. "how was y'all's date?"
"it was so cute," briar smiled. "he cooked for me."
"how was that?" sarah asked making another right turn.
"actually pretty good," she smiled. "i think kiara helped."
"i can't believe she doesn't hate us," sarah shook her head.
"oh no, she definitely still hates you," briar confirmed. "we just have moved past our differences."
"right," sarah hummed. "let's shop."
sarah stopped the car and the cousins got out.
"this is the cutest!" briar said excitedly as she held up a purple t shirt.
