"Och, sorry mate. I’m never sure when folks can understand me or not. Don’t fash yourself about it. I’ll figure somethin’ out."
"What exactly is it for? If you don’t mind me asking?"
…The sky it flashed, heave ho, heave ho,
His pillow toed to the brink.
The curtains ran between my legs as we began to sink.
I closed my eyes, heave ho, heave ho,
As the ship was rent and fell.
Eddies in the water headed to the mouth of Hell…
i. in all my dreams i drown the devil’s carnival || ii. jolly sailor bold gemma ward || iii. davy jones lullaby apatheticonion || iv. the sea love never dies || v. riverside agnes obel || vi. hoist the colours apatheticonion || vii. sirens sinbad: legend of the seven seas || viii. davy jones theme hans zimmer || ix. deep sea oh land || x. lighthouse hush sound || xi. what the water gave me florence and the machine || xii. loreley blackmore’s night
"Then why don’t you just get rid of them?" She asked him while making a face and pushing the bowl out of her sight. "Would your boss really fire you for protecting the world from disease?" Rita gave him a small laugh and nodded, "Yeah, I guess you’re right about that. That doesn’t mean that I’m willing to eat them though."
"I usually hid them, but sometimes when he comes down and looks around I put them out. He says he spent money on them and he wants them out for a reason." Remy shrugged his shoulders. "I ate them once. Rookie mistake. I was the only one on shift and I hadn’t eaten, so I had one." He shook his head. "Bad idea."
"Oh no my friend, I heard you, but I don’t really know how to help you."
Quinn was happy to see someone finally pulling over to help. There had been so many people to just continue on their way ignoring her. She would never understand how some people could be so rude. “Yeah, everything is fine, I just ran out of gas” she said slightly ashamed that a woman of her age hadn’t been paying attention to if she needed gas.
"I can help you. Do you want me to drive you into to town to get you some gas? I can drive you back here and you can fill up your car." Remy had a canister in his trunk to hold extra gas on long road trips he and Nikki sometimes went on, they could use that for her gas. "I’m Remy, by the way."
"Yummy yummy, fresh meat." She smirked while loosely wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning into his arms around her waist. "How late are you working? Personally I’m thinking that we should have a nice dinner whenever that is. Macaroni and cheese fresh out of the box, some chocolate milk, how nice does that sound? I’ll even put on pajama pants, probably yours because I don’t know where mine are. My nerdy glasses are coming out again, probably even a messy pony tail. Doesn’t that just sound like a super sexy night?" Nikki giggled while running her tongue over her lips. Their nights now a days might not be as magical as they once had been, but it didn’t mean she enjoyed them any less. "We can even find a movie."
"Not too late." He smiled. "That sounds like the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. You’re so cute when you wear my clothes. I’ll find your pants for. Maybe they’re hidden, I think I threw them somewhere." Remy winked. Remy did care how she looked or what she wore, she was his wife, and he loved her no matter how she looked. "How about I cook for you okay? And we can watch as many movies as you want."