I sat on a barrel next to the railings of the ship deep in thought. My eyes flicked over to see Baron wearing a simple white blouse with his black slacks and boots. He raised his hands repeatedly as he gave out directions to the crew members. They nodded and would occasionally unanimously shout out, "Aye, Aye Captain!". Baron's golden hair spiked up in a way as if he was going to slowly trickling into Super Saiyan Mode. I chuckled. He has quite the aggressive bed hair. Right now, he resembled a small lion cub.
How cute.
I choked as I felt a puff of smoke enter my fucking mouth. I glared at the nuisance which sat next to me.
"Do you ever get sick of smoking?"
In response Jamia sent another puff of smoke in my direction. Jesus Christ, if she wasn't my friend I would have already made her walk the plank. I chuckled maliciously as I looked at her cigar. Maybe I should go to her room and throw all of her cigars overboard.
Wait a fucking second.
