What a night..

The soft noise of the waves gently guiding the boat around like a mother rocking their kid to sleep, followed by the creaking of the old wooden floor which nevertheless requires the same comfort in order to be silenced too.

And there you are, in your own little bed, in a part of the basement in the boat. But all these comforting noises didn't seem to drive you into a comfortable sleep. As you were curled up with the covers around you.

The sleepiness didn't get you yet, as you sat up at the edge of the makeshift bed and started to get up the stairs in order to get outside.

Once you reached the top of it, your nose was welcomed by the smell of the fresh water, and your eyes finally met the beautiful night sky, as the moon shined through the crowd of stars.

Stargazing won't be a problem before getting to bed, right?.

So as you went to the railings, ready to swim into the dark yet comforting ambiance of the night. Your hands slowly find their ways to grip onto the railings and...

Oh?

You were surely not alone. As Captain Sweeper was also here.

His right arm resting on the top of the railing, as for his left arm, only his elbow was resting on it. His left hand used to hold up his head for dodging any neck problems...

He was pretty lost in the moment, as he was itself stargazing. Eyes half-lidded, and the light tired/soft smile plastered on his face...

Captain Sweeper haven't acknowledged your presence, before his tired eyes meet yours.

Captain Sweeper: "Oh?...Well. Good evening there, sailor... Not sleeping?"