when windows restarts and you lose your original title #055

Their jobs are hard, Genna and Jessie are always busy and the crew is tireless in their pace. So the 2 girls push themselves just as hard. The silence from the crew is thick, but the grimness begins to soften as they sail farther from port. Soon the little grins and winks from the crew every time the 2 capable girls do the job right turn into long, gruesome and meaningful tales of past adventures shared over simple, but filling meals. Days and nights meld into endless rope and salt as the hazy sun endlessly dances on the horizon. One late night, as everyone drifts off to a deep and numb sleep the 2 little girls broach a taboo subject with Jessie.
‘why was everyone...’
‘...so quite before?’
Jessie’s sardonic smile is almost an inside joke now.
“We took something back there, something big and important, something someone stole long ago and we decided to take it for ourselves. Now you might not know it being such sweet, little things, but when you take something you’re not supposed too it’s best to leave as quietly as possible.”
2 little, strong hearts begin to beat a pace quicker as a rosy blush of excitement rises to the 2 little girl’s cheeks. Jessie deftly blows out the candle, plunging the room into darkness and hiding how precious she finds these 2 crazy, kooky girls.
“Goodnight ladies.”