☆彡 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀
❛ bring me your mouth and your mystery! ❜
sonny hated mysteries,
but she was the biggest
one of all in jj's opinion.
UNDER EDITING
a tasting summer novel!
PLOT outer ba...
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ "There goes the gold."
Sonny slumped down, resting her elbows on her knees and covering her face. She didn't even want to look at the plane as it flew right over their heads.
She felt like she was going to be sick.
She couldn't think of a time she'd last felt disappointment like this. Maybe when she first realised she had nowhere else to go when she ran away from foster care, or maybe when it first occurred to her that, if they intended to, Natasha and Ed would've already adopted her. Sonny honestly wasn't certain — because this was a different kind of disappointment. The kind you felt for somebody else, someone you cared about. It sat differently in her chest and heavier on her shoulders. She wasn't disappointed for herself. She was disappointed for John B, disappointed for the Pogues.
For what could've been.
They would never have it, now. It was gone and along with it, their dreams and John B's closure.
