When you were 15 when your dad died. You were both living on the cut and you had your friends. When he died he left you his business to start. He hasn’t gotten the chance. So you did. And now you earn more monthly than half the kooks do yearly. But you’re still a pogue. You still hang out with all your friends on the cut. Then one night Rafe kissed you at one of those kook parties. You both went back to normal, as if nothing happened. Until it happened again.

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