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On seas

As on the dock, Martin introduced me to Peter though he looked very unpleasant to see me, so enough he looked over to Martin then me then Martin again? Pulling him over to the side, it was hard to find what he was looking for in me which showed in his face of snarls

Overhearing them I took notice that Peter wasn't at most happy with Martin with him bringing me along

"but you ask?-"

"Yes, but I said to bring an eligible contribute not well. This.."

I looked over to them looking obliviously as immediately went back sticking my nose into my journal.

"but look at them there alone either way and not like we can all be alone together?."

Martin raised his voice having Peter snarl once more and halliard us onto the boat.

Well on the ship for the most part Martin was stuck on his own unseeingly very inconsistent with what he said beforehand. I guess he just was like that, more or less where all alone out here though there was more to this than It seemed, Peter at first impression was more or less unforgiving he seemed to not want to have anything to do with me so I stuck with my self, Martin would try to make small talk here and there but the conversation never stuck, it was hard for me knowing barely anything about him others than how he like making poems and he and hard rock crush on sims. Don't tell him that.

Hours upon hours went by and I could feel the start of what could be sickness. Hanging over the boat I leaned on the bars as the ruff sea rumbled my stomach, filling my face with green nausea. Spewing chunks on the side of the boat Martin rushed over to my side seeing the concern on his face, he held a bucket to me seemingly in this situation I might cough up more. Feeling my face full of what was cough up leftovers, Martin asked to help me up as he held the bucket to my face showing that he didn't want me to puke on him.

Sitting me down on the clear bed that was under the control room he sent me to sleep.
I could feel the the soft touch as he started to feel my hair I was too sick to act and push him away but at the moment it felt nice.

By the time I woke up we had hit land feeling the boat rub up against the sides of the dock wood, upon waking I suspected Martin wouldn't be in the room but yet he was there to help me up and to get me a set of new clothes, it was weird. One minute he disappears the next he's all over me with love and sweetness. It was hard to get through to know him and not know him at the same time, but he would probably completely ignore me once we were there on the island for Lucas.