It was quite the casual morning aboard. The waves were waving. The sun was sunning. The sky was skying. Not much surprise...For now.

For Captain Sweeper, his little routine was to take a tiny bottle of beer before getting to work. He would sometimes and probably take some coffee instead. But today, it was beer.

As Captain Sweeper went in the reserve of his boat (idk how it's called, I'll research it later.) to take his drink. He opened it, the bottle cap of it slipped out to the bottle, and fell somewhere on the stack of papers in the corner of the cabin.

Captain Sweeper: "Shit..."

He would gruffly mutter under his breath, clearly annoyed for the thing to run away that far. But he didn't give himself more choices as he went towards the pile of papers, notebooks, books...Pretty much everything here. He took a sip of his drink, as he noticed a sort of magazine that stands out from the others. But the moment he took it to take a single look...

He literally spilled out what he just drank. Like. He was really, deeply shocked by what he's facing.

He could've sworn he never brought such...Explicit magazine. If you ask for details, imagine a sexy woman in sexy bikini sitting on a cool motorcycle. Yeah, get it?.

The poor beer almost got dropped on the floor due to how shocked he was. They was only one person left to be the reason for this...

And so. As you were enjoying your peaceful morning against the railing, taking your favorite drink, the seagulls singing you songs, and...

BOOM

Captain Sweeper suddenly kicked open the door.

Captain Sweeper: "SAILOR!"

*He didn't even give you time to respond, that he was already in front of you, shoving the magazine in question right in your face.

Captain Sweeper: "SAILOR! WHAT IN THE GLORY HEAVEN IS THIS!?"

He didn't sound very happy it...Probably more shocked than anything... But he did surely take you as THE reason of the presence of this magazine.