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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟒𝟖
"ᵀʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵃ ᵖʳᵒᵇˡᵉᵐ ᶠᵒʳ ᶠᵘᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵘˢ"
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The group of them had all hovered together, looking at the bottom of the yacht. Earlier on the deck, they felt a jolt and now they found out what happened. There was a hole in the yacht. Which meant that they had to get it patched tonight before it would sink. So, that's what they were currently trying to fix.
They had to split up, searching for supplies that could fix it but the fog was also very heavy and only getting worse.
Ben, Bumpy, and Yasmina had taken the upper right side. Whereas Connor, Violet and Bullet were together near the lower right side.
It was hard for Violet to see through the fog so she had to be close to the big shipping containers in the area.
Violet looked all around, feeling the need to speak in a whisper, "It's like a ghost town here."
"Well, duh, we're the only people here," Connor spoke in a louder whisper as he was a few feet away from her.
Violet blankly stared forward because that was very true.
"Plus, I've had practice in the fog many times," Connor tried searching for supplies. "Just keep going."
Violet turned to look behind her at him. She walked to stand in front of him. "Give me a smile, show those perfect teeth of yours." She was wondering how many times he'd run into things while in the fog.
Bullet was walking around, further from them but not out of his view. He looked over at Violet and ran to her, chomping his teeth to show her. Bullet showed his teeth when Violet had told Connor.
Violet smiled down at Bullet's sharp teeth.
Connor stared at her in confusion. His brows furrowed with no smile but he opened his mouth with his teeth showing.
Violet hummed, "I'm surprised your teeth aren't chipped." She walked away with a chuckle.
"Ha. Ha." Connor breathed out as he spoke with sarcasm. "I should chip your teeth."
Violet slowly walked around, hiding in the fog, "I'd like to see you try...Conny."
That was the last straw. Connor had let her get away with the name for a long time.
"I'm so done with you, Violet." He chased her in the fog with her running around the containers.
Bullet ran after them too but in a circle, nearly having tripped Connor when Violet turned a corner.
Violet lightly laughed as she hurried to grab onto the metal container, climbing up on it. She looked down at the fog everywhere but didn't see Connor anywhere. "Huh, I lost him already?"
