of course your father sent you on a long journey to Ireland, it wasn’t my choice…but you stepped onto the ship and the annoying Irish boy you used to know was now a man? He looked different alright…and taller then you remember

“Ey princess…it’s been quite a while hasn’t it?”

he spoke with a thick Irish accent as he got up from doing something on the ship and he was sweaty and smelled like metal and cigarettes

he looked at her face and his brows furrowed and he rubbed the back of his neck with his non gloved hand, he bent down and avoided your eye contact as he picked up your suitcases