flora
Actually, Flora has gotten up and is already out of bed. She'll not blame Jack for having not noticed her absence, especially with how new her presence in his bed is, but as she didn't want to wake the captain by laying in bed and thinking, the Doubletake had slipped out of his bunk and helped herself to another of his shirts. Assuming the crew would think little about seeing her in so little given her performances the night before, Flora simply flashed those she passed a crookedly confident smile before wandering towards the kitchen to either beg for or prepare some coffee.
Returning to the deck with a large mug of coffee between her hands, though the day was already threatening to be the sort to dictate that they all stay inside, presently it was cool enough for Flora to want to remain above deck, enjoying the open air. Leaning against the railing and with her back toward the port she could almost pretend that they were moored somewhere far out at sea if she angled her gaze just right to ignore both Starfall and Stormbreak.
Returning to the deck with a large mug of coffee between her hands, though the day was already threatening to be the sort to dictate that they all stay inside, presently it was cool enough for Flora to want to remain above deck, enjoying the open air. Leaning against the railing and with her back toward the port she could almost pretend that they were moored somewhere far out at sea if she angled her gaze just right to ignore both Starfall and Stormbreak.
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
