#ln.start

[jamiejams-blog1]

Jamie’s breaths were inconsistent. He could feel the stress of this big night eating at him. He was playing the ambiance music he was ordered to play as the night began, a warm and inviting tune as people began to break the ice. Still his eyes darted around the room, he was sure that someone important was going to hear him sing tonight and he had to make a good impression. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This was it.

[calystaknight-blog]

“we keep behind closed doors, every time i see you i die a little more...” calysta sang, using dramatic hand gestures, and keeping her voice quiet (or at least that’s what she thought). she did not realise there was someone else there before she turned around, the presence of another person giving her quite a start. “oh, i -- i’m sorry, am i bothering you? i’ll stop if you want me to. and please excuse me and my terrible singing.”

[ruberduber-blog]

RUBY GLANCED AROUND her room. after unpacking, she decided to talk a walk around the ship. she let out a sigh. ❝ there better be a bar on this cruise.  ❞

[cameronscotts-blog]

“i’m sorry, would you mind pointing me in the direction of the ice bar? i thought i was going the right way but i think i got a bit turned around.” 

[jamiejams-blog1]

╰☆╮ Jamie’s head bobbed left and right as he skated around the ice skating rink. He was thinking a lot about his choice to not go home this holiday season, and right about now he would probably be playing hockey with his little brothers and his dads. He spun on the ice and glided backwards, his eyes clothes. Back in Wisconsin, if he wasn’t performing, he was skating. Lost in thought he felt his back collide with another body on the ice. He immediately whipped around to see if they were okay. “Hey! I’m so sorry, I’ve been performing all day so I’m kinda out of it.” He said before putting his hand out to stabilize them. “I’m Jamie.”  ╰☆╮

[eleanormorales]

“ Ahh, ” Eleanor exhaled, allowing the sigh to make the slightest sound over the ocean. She figured, so long as there weren’t  t o o  many people around, and the sigh was one of relaxation and not frustration, it as exactly the sort of noise she was allowed to make. (Besides, there weren’t many people making use of the pool this early on in the voyage.) Eleanor made her rounds, walking around the pool at a tranquil pace, but it was mostly empty. Not much action. 

In short, just what she needed to dip her toes into the job. 

Out of the corner of her eyes, Eleanor thought she spotted the  b l u r  of someone running, and she let out an internal sigh -- this time one of frustration, because of course, she’d jinxed it. “ Excuse me, ” she called out. “ No running around the pools. “