JACK
”Suits you,” Jack said, taking another sip of his drink (she really had chosen a good one - must have liked her friend a lot). The remark was as close as she’d get to some of the more poetic shit drunks were like to slur at her; pretty name for a pretty gal and the like. Something like mischief flashed through his blue eyes at hearing she was an entertainer, and while her thoughts supplied the rest of the information, it was still polite to ask. ”And what does that entail, bein’ the Hollowed Ground’s resident entertainer?” he inquired.
As for where he sailed? ”Everywhere,” he said, unable to keep the quiet longing out of his voice. Never usually one to let his feelings show, missing that LeafChange trip had definitely put a dampener on things, and the captain was keen to set sail again after Longnight. ”We’ll be gone all of Flowerbirth, and back before it gets too hot.”
As for where he sailed? ”Everywhere,” he said, unable to keep the quiet longing out of his voice. Never usually one to let his feelings show, missing that LeafChange trip had definitely put a dampener on things, and the captain was keen to set sail again after Longnight. ”We’ll be gone all of Flowerbirth, and back before it gets too hot.”
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
