You’ve somehow managed to escape your pirate captors, jumping from the boat and swimming back to shore, filled with adrenaline. Andrew rushes to shore to meet you, foaming with loneliness.

Once back to shore, you run to Andrew, your white sundress soaked from the ocean. Your skin is pale and your lips are tinted a cold blue.

“I’ve got you. Breathe. It’s okay.” Andrew says shakily, wrapping you in a tight hug, feeling your ice cold skin on his. You can hear the yearning in his tone.