A story of a pirate. If you've ever heard of captain Jack Sparrow, you might be able to see some ideas gotten from that. The pink pirate goes on an adventure with his friends and lover to stop the Nightmare pirate from gathering the shadow stones an...
I jumped over the counter and started looking at all the drinks they had. I took a bottle whiskey and then I looked down and saw someone hidden under the counter.
Thought it was funny so I kneeled down and looking at the poor guy who isn't enjoying himself. He had his knees up to his chest and his face buried in it.
"Oi" I said mockingly, who comes to a pirates pub and then fear a pity fight. He flinched and lifted his head too look at me.
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His eye were...dare I say it, more beautiful than the sea. His hair was over his face but all features were still visible. He had longer hair, up to his shoulders. He looked scared, but when he looked me in the eyes he put on a brave face as if to not show his fear.
I just looked at him, cuz I wasn't sure if someone so beautiful was real. Did I drink too much? Is this a witch? A wizard? A mermaid pretending to be a human? I was definitely caught off guard.
I have flirted with men before but I never thought the phrase 'breath taking' was actually real. I managed to get my words when a bottle hit my head, someone must of threw it and my head got it. "agh- at least it was empty" finally, WORDS.
"hello there" I finally said "mind if I join you in the safety bunker?" He started blankly at me for a bit and then hesitantly nodded and moved over. I sat next to him, a bit uncomfortable not gonna lie, but I managed. "So who you be?" I have skills with talking to people, watch and learn.
He was looking at me a little confused "uh Reverse" he said. "Say, has anyone ever told you Reverse, how breath taking you look?" I said not taking my eye's off him. He just looked at me and then at the drink in my hand and rolled his eye. "Of course" he said annoyed "another drunk."
As much as I hate to admit, him believing I was a drunk makes total sense, everyone here is always drunk. But I gotta admit I was still hurt at the fact that he didn't believe my words.
"Heh I might be, but I only drank a single bottle of rum today" I opened up the whiskey bottle "but drunk or not I would love to get to know you better." He looked at me and I looked at him, it's like time slowed down.
He seemed even more annoyed. I took a sip of my drink, "so" I started a conversation "what's brings you here?"
"Why do you ask?" He asked. "Just wondering, you don't look like a pirate" I took a sip from my drink, finishing it already. "And you do?" He said sarcastically almost to annoy me "oh I just escaped a death sentence, so I don't look the part yet" I told him "I got my friend somewhere, my first crew member, and I would like for you to be my second." I don't think he liked the invitation thought, he looked very annoyed with me.
I don't think I was saying anything wrong was I? I thought I was smooth, but he doesn't even look impressed, my ego is a little damaged now!
