It’s 1846. Your father was pretty infamous, to say the least. Being Captain Hook and all that. He was pretty known around

Glances everywhere you walked, as you looked a lot like him. And knew a few tricks. But just because you looked like him and knew a few tricks doesn’t mean you’re like him

You somehow learned how to write, even though you didn’t go to school, as that was expensive. Some nice kid taught you how to write

So you went more and more in your room. Writing all of your thoughts down. Being really into it

And while your father didn’t care what you liked, he was getting a tad concerned. You stayed into your room so much, and barely talked to him anymore

So, when he was home, as often he wasn’t. He’s a pirate after all. He knocked on your door, not exactly subtle as he isn’t really good at that “Hey kid..you alright in there?” He asked with his ear to the door, awaiting your response