"That's what? A three story fall to the deck?" Pope asks. Lettie smiles, looking up to the roof where John B is balancing, a beer in hand, "I give you about a one in three chance of survival."
"Those are pretty decent odds if you think about it," Lettie chirps, watching as John B tests the wind direction with his finger.
He smirks, looking down to the scaffolding that's holding up Lettie and her beloved blond boyfriend, Jj, "What do you think, Let? Should I do it?"
The brunette swallows a mouthful of beer, about to respond when Pope cuts her off, "Yeah, you should jump," He holds up the drill he had been inspecting, "I'll shoot you on the way down."
"You gonna shoot me?" John B asks, raising his hand and making a gun with his fingers, shooting Pope with a small 'pew' noise.
Kiara's voice suddenly echoes onto the patio, "They're gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers," She complains. The curly headed brunette had gone inside to explore the under construction condo the group had invaded.
Pope rolls his eyes, as Jj says, "Of course, why wouldn't they?"
"This used to be a turtle habitat, but who cares about the turtles, I guess?"
Lettie frowns, "Is a towel warmer really that essential?"
Jj smirks from beside Lettie, "I can't have cold towels!" The brunette rolls her eyes, a smile on her face as she catches Jj's eyes. He takes another swig of the beer in his hands, lightly throwing his arm around the brunette's shoulders.
Kiara looks up to the roof, where John B is still balancing, "Can you please not kill yourself?" She asks.
Jj and Lettie bring their sets of blue eyes back to John B, "You better not spill that beer!" Jj hollars, "I'm not giving you another one!"
"Oh he's definitely gonna spill it now," Lettie remarks.
Sure enough, a strong gust of wind makes John B curse, the beer falling from his hands onto the deck below.
Lettie turns to Jj, "Called it."
Jj shakes his head, meeting his girlfriend's eyes,"Of course he did, like right when I told him not to."
"Do you think he did to spite you?" Lettie asks, a teasing tone in her voice.
"Oh definitely," Jj nods, earning a giggle from the brunette beside him, "The guys hated me for years."
Lettie is about to give him a snarky replay when a shout in the distance catched her attention, along with Pope's nervous voice, "Hey, uh, security's here. Let's wrap it up."
Without waiting, Lettie swings down from the scaffolding, not really paying attention to the words of the group. Her scuffed up vans meet the deck and she quickly downs the rest of her beer, and does her best to tuck it into her back pocket, knowing Kie would kill her if she left it behind.
Lettie turns to Kiara, the girl's doing their signature handshake, ending with a two finger salute at the end, "Let's go boys," Kiara smirks, as soon as they're done.
"Gary is that you?" Jj calls, still on top of the scaffolding,
Lettie grins, "Gary's here!? I missed that guy!" She catches Pope's eyes from across the space, and he playfully rolls his eyes at her.
"Gary! Good to see you man!" Jj continues to taunt, finally landing his feet on the deck.
"You're just asking for it," Kiara teases, watching as Jj moves past her into the condo. Lettie lets out an excited cheer, ready for the fun part as she and the pogues start to run through the house. She's right behind Jj as he leads the way, because why wouldn't he? The group skips down the stairs and turn once they meet the main floor.
However, Gary is there waiting for them. Jj skirts to a stop and Lettie laughs, changing direction and leading the pack. She's a pretty fast runner, so she dips around another security guard with no problem, she hears Jj yell something about not being a hugger, but she doesn't bother looking behind her.
Lettie is the first to the fence on the property, she looks behind her to see both Kiara and John B hustling towards her. Without saying anything the brunette helps both of her friends over the fence, giving them boosts before hopping over it herself.
The trio scrambles to John B's volkswagen van, Kiara and Lettie both throwing themselves into the back while John B gets in the driver's seat. He starts the van, driving it a bit closer to the curb and slowing down enough that the other two boys can jump in. Lettie sticks her head out the side door, just as Jj and Pope pop over the fence.
"Come on boys!" Kiara yells out.
Lettie grins, "Bus is leaving! Get moving!" She calls out, backing up slightly as Pope hurls himself into the vehicle. Jj calmly climbing in after.
Lettie goes to close the van's sliding door, but Pope's voice stops her, "Oh! Check out Gary, gunning for a raise!" She leans her head out slightly, seeing the group's favourite security guard sprinting after the van.
"Come on Gary!" Jj yells out.
With a devilish smirk, Lettie pulls her empty beer can out of her pocket, handing it over to Jj, who was seemingly waiting for it. He shoots her a wink, "Wait, slow down! Slow down dude!" He calls to John B, who complies, despite Kiara's protests. Jj leans out of the door, holding out the empty can, "Come on Gar! Come here boy!" Lettie laughs at Jj's taunts, which only eggs him on, "You're so close! You can do it!" Jj tosses the can towards Gary, "There you go!" He calls, watching as Gary finally slows down, and John B starts to speed away, "They don't pay you enough, bro!"
Kie pulls Jj back into the van, "Jj, stop," She says sternly.
"Oh come on!" Jj jokingly complains, "That sort of initiative is just begging to be punished."
Lettie finally closes the van door, completing the teen's escape, her friend's laughing all around her.
That night, the Pogues have a party at the Chateau. Nothing huge, mostly just other southside teenagers and a few tourons. This meant that Lettie, in her favourite crop top, jean shorts, and prettiest lingerie, had an excuse to spend the night with Jj. The blonde boy stayed over at John B's house about forty percent of the time. The other sixty percent was him either sneaking through Lettie's window in the middle of the night, or convincing Lynette, Lettie's wonderful french immigrant mother, to let the boy sleep over. But Lettie loved staying at the Chateau, because the young couple didn't have to leave the door open.
"Another drink, ensoleillement?" Lettie asks, noticing Jj's red solo cup starting to look a little low.
Jj smiles at the nickname, he has no idea what it means. He can barely speak a word of french despite dating the bilingual girl for a little over a year, "Trying to get me drunk, Let?" He says, handing the girl the cup. She just winks as she rises from his lap, the brunette makes her way over to the keg, overhearing Pope's conversation with a touron as she passes. He mentions that he wants to work with dead bodies and Lettie makes a mental note to teach him to flirt.
John B catches her eye as they cross paths, "Let!" He playfully cheers, taking the girl's hand and twirling her once.
"JB!" Lettie responds, giggling as her friend shoots her some finger guns while continuing on his path. She's been pretty tipsy for the past hour. Finally reaching the keg, Lettie expertly pours Jj's beer, then tops off her own before turning and heading back to the fire.
