
Feather's Request
>Be smooth as fuck Cherenkov-Light
>Damn I'm pretty awesome
>Got a sweet BF, the town loves me... Oh what is that?
>Man I need to stop reflecting on duty
>Oh, Cap'n High Tide is asking me for a drink
>...That's a pretty strong drink.
>...That's a pretty strong stare at me
>"Everything alright, Tide?"
>He sighs, and gazes into the distance
>Oh man he looks amazing right now
>"Tide?"
>He snaps out of it "Hu-what? Oh, sorry Cheren, just... never mind."
>"Spit it out, comrade."
>He looks like he's contemplating something
>Argh, what can be so-
>"Hey Cher, I need some help."