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"I JUST CAN'T GET OVERhow badass Lynn was!"
Lynn aimlessly rolled her blue eyes at Kie, who had thrown her arms around her to give her a squeezed side hug — she tried to avoid having a bright smile take over her lips. Currently, the four best friends consisting of Pope, Lynn, Kie, and JJ were helping out at Heywards.
Mostly because they all wanted to go out surfing, but Pope had work, and had to finish before he was allowed to go out. They figured the sooner he finished, the sooner they could go — so they would help.
"Yes! Like some cool, badass ninja," chimed in JJ, using his palms as he pretended to do karate, only making Lynn snort at his playfulness. "It was super hot, by the way."
"Oh, yeah, especially when Rafe wouldn't get the fuck — shit, sorry, Mr. Heyward," Lynn cringed up her face apologetically towards the man, but he only shrugged it off as he continued his talk with a customer. "Frick off me."
"Yeah, the heck is his problem?" Pope questioned, entering a money amount into the register — where it answered by popping open the bottom, exposing their money. "He was talking about you being obsessed with him, when it's really the other way around."
"I don't even know," Lynn shrugged, wrapping up a customers fish in some paper. She had done this a hundred times, she didn't even need to glance down to the food during her speech. "He's a weirdo, all I gotta say. I mean, he's a nineteen year old just hanging out with a bunch of sixteen year olds."
Kie pointed at Lynn, nodding along with her, "Exactly."
"Yeah, and all I gotta say is if he ever touches you again, I'm actually gonna kill him," JJ grumbled, more so under his breath rather than announcing it. Snaking his way over to Lynn handing off the fish to the customer, where the woman muttered a soft thank you before strolling off.
He wrapped his strong arms to give her a hug from behind, and leaned his head on her left shoulder. She giggled from how cute he was, and then shook her head playfully as she shoved her fish hands in the boys face. He pinched up his nose in disgust, but that didn't mean either of their smiles faded.
"So, Pope, what was your thought process, using your head?"
"I don't know, man," Pope shrugged, closing the register after finally putting away all the money. He seemed a bit more comfortable in his skin than what was usual of Pope Heyward, and it made Lynn's heart whelm up. "I just kind of acted off instinct — I was a cornered animal."
