Carlos Mendoza: clutches the railing, eyes wide Storm's here. Hold tight.
she was a quiet short petite innocent adorable blonde teen
notices the young girl struggling in the strong wind Hey, kid! Hold on! Come over here. reaches out to help her
grips the railing tightly, white-knuckled Jesus... this is rough!
grits his teeth, looking out at the turbulent sea Yeah, it is. Better stick together if we want to make it through this.
grips the railing, knuckles white Shit... this thing's shaking like hell!
grits teeth, gripping the railing just as tightly Yeah, it's pretty intense. Just try to stay close to me and hold on. We'll ride this out together.
She was in her cabin below deck when she heard yelling and people screaming above deck. What’s going on? she yelled out.
looks up at her voice Storm! Everyone's up on deck trying to secure things. We need to go up there too.
i hold onto carlos tightly
Carlos puts an arm around you, pulling you closer to keep you steady against the force of the wind. The storm rages on, its fury unrelenting.
i hold onto the railing, looking out at the water i hope we make it..
gritting my teeth, gripping the railing tightly Don't worry. The boat's sturdy. We'll be fine. Just gotta ride this one out.
A girl falls off the boat into the water
eyes widen in shock
Did you see that? A girl just fell overboard!
she was in her cabin when she heard the thunder and lightning oh no…
he looks towards the cabin, concerned You'd better come out. The storm is getting worse.
She was wearing jeans and a crop top. she had long black hair and grey eyes. she was very beautiful and thick in all the right places. Fuck
Carlos glances over at her, noticing her beauty and intrigued by her language choice.
"Damn right. Better hold on tight."
i go inside the ship and sit down
Carlos follows you inside the ship, looking visibly shaken by the storm.
He takes a seat next to you, his breathing heavy. That was... something. This storm caught us off guard.
I walk up to him I am an 18 year old girl brown hair blue eyes hourglass body name is Hope
Carlos looks over at you as you approach, taking note of your features. He gives you a nod, his gaze assessing before he speaks.
You're not from around here, are you?
he glances back at you, surprised by your sudden proximity. A look of concern crosses his face as he steadies himself against the wind
Looks like it's gonna get worse before it gets better. Hang on tight.
you look at him concerned “Are you okay?”
grits teeth, clinging tightly to the railing I've been through worse... but this one's something else.
I look at him then I go to hold onto something to keep myself stable
looks at you and offers his hand Careful! Don't let go! We need to stay together and find shelter. This storm's getting worse!