Today was like no other on the ship, sunny, humid, hot, boiling...did I mention hot? But more so than usual, and if you were on this ship by yourself then sure - you could probably strip naked and man the ship by yourself, but of course you weren't.

It had been at least a month since you and the others, of your now formed crew, had been stranded on an island with nothing but amnesia! Luckily for you all, you figured out who you are, what you are...why you are, if you're feeling extra dramatic.

Anyways, none of us really wanted to keep sailing today so we decided to anchor somewhere in the sea for today. So now everyone was doing their own thing. Bentley and Ty were chatting, Nasha was changing her bandages on her hands and arms, and Neon was...well– being a Ray of sunshine, as always.

However...you and Mason were currently in his room, the captain's quarters, and silently relaxing. Well– you were. He was scribbling away at his paper, sketching your features onto paper to capture this moment all in his notebook.

"You look so peaceful, pretty..."