After that, everyone else headed home. I was dropped off at my place right before midnight, and Dad wasn't even mad. He was just glad I'd come home at all. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out cold. The next day I slept in until nearly 2PM, and went down stairs to a note from Dad. He had written that he'd gone into work, and that there was a bit of breakfast in the fridge. He also reminded me to text if I was going out, but finished the whole note with a cute heart on the bottom.

I took the cream cheese bagel and lox from the fridge, texted him that I was going to hang out with friends, and decided to head over to John B's. I hadn't seen him since [place], and apparently his dad was actually alive, so I was curious to see how he was doing.

Though the walk was long, I enjoyed it a bit. I arrived at the Chateau around 2:45 pm ish later, and walked around to the back porch.

"Looking for John B?" JJ called from inside the porch, lying across the outdoor couch. "'Cause he's not here—left a note, apparently he's out with his dad."

"Finding some rare treasures, huh," I joined him on the couch, slumping down beside him as the screen door banged shut.

"Probably."

"How are you feeling?" I asked innocently.

"Sore," he grumbled.

"We'll, better sore than dead," I said wisely.

a/n: and that's all i wrote of this fanfiction! turns out it wasn't actually chpt 27. ur welcome pooks sorry--just imagine mer and jj getting together in the end.