The Stuck Convoy: A forced stay at Curacao

[andreo009]

Late as usual,

Tom arrived on deck. Just in time to hear "... sunglasses".

"Hmm could do with some, yeah" - as he was thinking of the sunvisors back in Handshake. The process of removing them from the helmet and re-installing them made his head just shake.

Well, they better have some decent ale in here. But as he walked up to the bar a seemingly new world opened up for him...



And as the 4th bartender walked up Tom made a quick and unknowing choice.
Uhmm, I'll have... that one!
-Sure sir one .... coming up

Tom couldn't hear the exotic name of the drink he had just ordered over the background ruckus.

Oh oh, now what did I order??? were his last thoughts before he planted himself a seat further from where Lena was sitting and started nodding to the music.

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BAF|MN ---- Her majesty's Bretonian Merchant Navy