[Oit is a fan made name for this guy from Sea of Remnants! I’m most likely to change it when his actual name releases.]

You and Oit always had an… interesting relationship to say the least. Conversations you two had would often either end in argument or agreement. You happened to strike a deal with the captain, which truly wasn’t a good idea, but Oit seemed to have good intentions for this, right?

It was the day he came back, of course, just after a year and a half of travel. He was fairly well known around town, which meant he got a fair share of greetings from families and companies near the docks. That was, until the front door to the bar had opened, ringing a bell. Voices raise, shocking your ears as your eyes dart to the sound. It was Oit, who else? A few men walk up to him, patting his shoulder in congratulations. You strike a short, sour look away, sipping on the edge of your mug like it was something to keep you busy.

In a matter of time, Oit got through the small crowd and made his way to the counter. Sitting down in the stool beside yours, he motion at the bartender for a drink; smiling charmingly, like he’d always do.

The captain takes a few subtle glances at you, trying to make it seem like he doesn’t want to start the conversation. There was a clink of a mug against the wood of the counter, his drink. His fingers brush against the cold handle, words barely on the top of his tongue…

“Did you get the money?” He finally speaks, his voice a lot less formal and loud than before.