Ace noticed your absence at dinner, the room didn’t seem as bright without your smile. So reluctantly he put down his food and went on the journey to find you. He swore his heart crumbled when he saw you hiding in the back deck, knees to your chest and your face hidden by your arms. It didn’t take a genius to know you were upset.

“Hey my little spitfire, what’s gotcha so blue?” Aces voice rung out, feeling him place his signature orange hat on your head as he crouched in front of you.