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 free drinks are the best and my day his turned.â Remy grins back.â Iâm gonna have oj with vodka beautiful.â
âIn that case Iâll have one too!â Cathy grinned and placed the orders with the bartender. âAre you enjoying things so far?â
xremy-harperx:
âi could dare you too make out with me but if you wanna go head and drink two gallons of pina colada then i dare you to that.â Remy would tell her, knowing how crazy this can be.
âI would probably have to check with my husband about that other dare.â Cathy said, keeping things light and playful while still being somewhat firm. She waved at the bartender, her gloved fingers wiggling. âPina colada please!â She called out. âHow many of these do you think would make up two gallons?â
âHey do you dare me to drink two gallons of pina colada?â Cathyâs boredom was a curious beast, it could lead her to either learning new languages, mastering a subject or skill, or doing something that could potentially harm her. This was most definitely the third.
Remy is at the bar that was on deck, doing some shots it was Friday night after all she looks at the person next to her and asks them. âHello can i buy you a drink and would you like to do shots with me?
âWell Iâve never been one to refuse anything free.â Cathy grinned. âWhat are you having?â
sebastian had only been to the bahamas once and it was five or something years ago. it wasnât the most pleasant experience and if it werenât for his husband and son begging him to come, he didnât think heâd even bother to contemplate about the vacation. alas, they had successfully dragged him along. it was eight in the morning and a cup of black coffee had been his only companion. the breakfast area hadnât been filled up yet which made it perfect for him to enjoy solitude. however, his little peace was interrupted upon hearing footsteps closing in and he looked up briefly from his table. âthe coffee hereâs amazing. give it a try.â he commented quietly, knowing well he needed to make a conversation with the only other person in the room.
Mornings used to pass by Cathy with ease, but ever since the incident with her hands, everything associated with it had become a challenge. Well everything was a challenge, but when youâre trying to do it while still half asleep it was even worse. On the plus side, she was in the Bahamas so it didnât feel as bad as it usually did.
The breakfast area was largely unoccupied, aside from one other man. Cathy gave him a smile and paused as she picked up a plate. âIâve never really liked coffee.â She admitted. âNot unless I add, like, a butt load of cream and sugar so I tend to avoid it.â She shrugged, still smiling. âHow are you enjoying the trip so far?â
Favorite hobbies?
âI really like reading! And itâs basically all Iâve been doing lately. But I like to bake and cook and do spa days-does that count as a hobby? Screw it Iâm saying it does.â
what were you like as a child?
âVery busy, what with the whole âchild prodigyâ thing. Iâve been told I was precocious too...and happy. I was happy.â
Do you believe in Heaven and hell?
âOf course I do.â
What are you most looking forward to these days?
âMy husband being home, it can get really boring and lonely being cooped up in the apartment.â
What's your husband like?
âWonderful. Heâs the greatest person I have ever met and the best thing that has ever happened to me. I canât imagine life without him, and I donât really want to.â
What are you most excited for this year?
âIs it a cop out to say Christmas? Oh who cares Iâm gonna say Christmas!â
Favorite Christmas tradition?
âBaking the cookies! Although it looks like my husband will have to do all the heavy lifting this year.â
What's your favorite childhood memory?
âWhen I was ten my mom taught me how to bake bread. It took me awhile to get the hang of it but by the end of it the kitchen smelled amazing and it still makes me feel happy thinking about it. Plus I can now make my own bread!â
Met anyone you'd like to get to know yet?
âNot really, although thatâs mostly my own fault. I havenât really gone out much.â
IM FINALLY ONE SO HIT ME WITH THE ANONS
Ships In The Night
This was the perfect vacation opportunity for the dark haired boy who had been surrounding himself in text books and research the last sixteen weeks of his life. He needed an escape and this was an escape he had been looking forward too. Sure it was a little last minute but he didnât care about all that. He had already gotten his things settled into his room, as he had his Hawaiian looking shirt on with it unbuttoned a little bit so it wouldnât be so hot with the sun beating down on him. He decided that he would go and explore the ship. He had always loved exploring when he was a kid. Keegan would always get in trouble with his father when he would do that because his father would worry about where he was but now he was an adult and he could do whatever he wanted and when he wanted to do it. He was a little sad that he came on the ship alone but he figured that he would eventually bump into someone that he would recognize or even meet new people. He was a bit of a loner when it came to socializing considering that when he was at University he would haul himself up in the library.Â
As he stepped out of his room he began to walk, he wasnât sure where he was walking to but either way he knew that it would be an adventure. When he was walking, he didnât even realize that he wasnât paying attention and then realized that he had actually bumped into someone. âOh shit, my bad. Iâm sorry about that. I should have been paying more attention.â âYou idiot.â He thought to himself.Â
Catherine was milling around idly by the bar, gripping her glass tight. The fingers of her gloves were moistening slightly and making it a little hard to hold, but she was somehow able to manage. Well, at least until someone collided with her.
Stumbling forward slightly, the glass fell right out of Catherineâs hands and shattered on the ground, sending glass and liquid flying and making people jump back. âShit!â She immediately took a step back, pressing herself against the bar. She smiled sheepishly at the man who bumped into her. âI-Itâs ok.â She said kindly. âIt happens.â
