it's not your fault that you're always wrong
”As if I would have any interest in leadin’ it,” Jack said with a snort, narrowing his eyes across at her and tilting his head back to empty the rest of the flask, thus proving it was not magical. ”Only thing I’m interested in leadin’ is my ship, an’ I already got her. You can have the island. Eloise gets to lead because she’s juggled the most balls with her mouth for the longest time.” He grinned.
Now that the alcohol was gone and the sun almost down, Jack hauled himself to his feet and tucked the flask away. ”C’mon. Another LongNight come and gone, and we can get back out on the sea. No volcanos.”
Now that the alcohol was gone and the sun almost down, Jack hauled himself to his feet and tucked the flask away. ”C’mon. Another LongNight come and gone, and we can get back out on the sea. No volcanos.”
