He treaded water, moving as fast as he could as the ship began to submerge, the water to his waist level. His eyes were wide with fear and worry as he made it to your guys’s cabin. He began to bang his fists desperately against the door, looking through the porthole and yelling, “It’s okay baby! Hold on! I’m here!” He tried to push the door open, but the water pressure was making it difficult. “Fuck! Open you piece of shit!”
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