It was a long night before of helping out with the crew hauling in the goods and treasure and drinking.. rum. The sun seeped through the curtain of his cabin as he opened his heavy eyes, awakened by his father yelling at the crew for leaving a mess on deck. Jacob hears heavy footsteps approaching his door and tosses around in his bed with a stinging pain in his head from all the night before. He feels something hard against him a girl, looking somewhat familiar. Not again, he says in his mind he tends to sleep with anyone if it involved drinking. Barging in, the captain of the ship yells "Jacob! What have I told you about leaving the gunpowder on deck!" he pauses to find someone curled up next to him and quietly and quickly leaves the room.