The Ship of Dreams|| Closed Bowleggedxhunter
England was beautiful, but she’d been here long enough. Alexandra had traveled around Europe, not reaching out to her father in Scotland, selling her art where she could. Right now, she was enjoying a good poker game where she was amazing and had a great hand.
A friend she’d made in France was with her and she had a full house. The pot was full, and there were tickets for Titanic there. She grinned as she laid her cards down and smirked, taking the pot. “Full house, boys! I’m goin’ home!” She exclaimed.
“Titanic goes to America in five minutes,” The bartender said, causing the two women to grab their things and then run to the docks. They made it just in time and were let on the ship, making their way to their 3rd class cabin.
But after they were settled in, Alex wanted to see the ship. The ship that would take her home. She went up to the deck and smiled, looking around at the luxury around her. She never thought it would come to this, but she was happy she was getting to go home.
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