walking between the raindrops, riding the aftershock beside you
off into the sunset, living like there's nothing left to lose
chasing after gold mines, crossing the fine lines we knew
hold on and take a breath, i'll be here every step
walking betwee...
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They might've been waiting for hours at JJ's house. Though, Isis didn't see the time go by. Of course, she was worried for John B and Kiara, but JJ and Pope managed to relax her.
JJ's father wasn't there. According to him, it was for the best. Isis never really saw him, or never closely. But she didn't want to either.
They settled in the kitchen. JJ got them a glass of water.
"Honey, can I take a shower?" she asked while putting down hers, now empty. "I'm all sticky because of the heat, and the stress, and all of that. Honestly, it's kinda unpleasant."
"Yeah, I can tell. Of course you can. Can I come with you ?"
Pope chocked on his water. At first surprised, Isis bit her lip so as not to burst out laughing.
"Nah..." she finally answered. "Too soon."
"Get a room..." mumbled Pope as JJ chuckled.
"Nevermind, I'll show you how it works."
He got up and told her to follow him. He guided her to the bathroom.
"So here's a towel. Here's the soap. Do you need shampoo?"
"Do you think I need some?"
"Uh, no. Your hair still smells like monoi."
"Okay, sounds fine."
"Oh, and the tank is down, so there's no hot water."
"Doesn't matter," she shrugged.
"So... Call me if you need anything."
"Thank you!"
He gave her a wink and left the room. She tied her hair in a bun.
Isis shuddered as she felt the cold water run on her skin. But it felt good anyway.
However, she was freezing hard while getting out of the shower cabin. She came back to the kitchen with her teeth chattering.
