To say the past two weeks had been shitty would be an understatement for the pirate. But now he’d finally been able to get some actual medical attention and take a shower and get cleaned up. All that plus he was back on a ship. It was looking like things were finally on the up again. He was told it wouldn’t be long before he could lose the sling and start strengthening his shoulder but in the mean time he was learning that life was more difficult when you had to do most things single-handed. “I would fucking kill for a sandwich right now.” The pirate stated to himself as he looked out at the water. He then heard movement behind him and realized he wasn’t alone. “Are you my knight in shining armor here to make me a sandwich?”













