The Gold Tear Pub

[Andy]

8.30am local time, Bells and horns started to make noise, no living men could sleep trough that,
in the staircase the sound of boots upwards to the bridge, aswell as downward to the crew decks.

a few moments later the noise was gone, pure silence again.
however not for long, with a loud bang liam knocked on the door of his geust.
while it was earlier then expected, he tought that his guest would been awake by now.

Oi, lad, waky-waky, breakfast is be served! said liam with a smile on his face, still looking at the closed
door of his geust.

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