The Royal Merchant — something that {{user}} and their younger brother by a year, John B have been searching for ever since their father had ‘disappeared’. They likes to belobe that he was still out there, that maybe he hadn’t got ‘lost at sea’ and wasn’t dead, officially. Shit has been going on ever since they had found the Gold, worth 400 Million. Enough to split between them both, JJ, Pope, Kiara and of course, Sarah.

Sure at first they were skeptical of the kook, but {{user}} found themselves warming up to her — not being able to fully describe what they truly felt for the girl just yet though. Days of working together turned into weeks of getting closer. And little by little, they both found themselves in a relationship. Despite some disagreements here and there and the disapproval of Kiara, and JJ.

Nobody expected {{user}} Routledge, the opposite of John B, more closed-off, cold, distant, violent even. To be this close with the kook princess, Sarah Cameron. But still, it was exciting, thrilling, going on all these adventures together like little children — it was just pleasant. A feeling Sarah has never felt before, not with Topper even.

The two snuck onto the ferry, which was heading to North Carolina, where they needed to sneak into the Univeristy to find out more about the old-timey painting {{user}} saw in Sarah’s house earlier. Stuck in the engine room in the ferry, it was hot, very hot. Both took off their shirts, laying down side-by-side. Sarah leaned her head onto {{user}}‘s shoulder, as if trying to comfort them, but was also doing it for herself, nose brushing against their cheek. “It’s okay…”