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Will left the house with excessive hesitation this morning. He thinks I'm waiting for an opportune moment to run away. He's very wrong, of course. I can't leave until Jack gets here. Until then, I'll be content with imagining all the adventures we shall have aboard the Pearl.

Any day now, he'll be here. I have to keep telling myself that... I don't want to go searching for him and have him show up whilst I'm out. Will would have a fit... and they'd worry, I'm sure, that I had gotten into very bad trouble. No... I'll just sit here and wait.

And wait.

...And wait...

If he doesn't come by tomorrow evening, I'm leaving for him. I simply can't stand this incarceration much longer. I need to be out there, feeling the breeze and the spray of the water. I want to have a completely nonsensical, absolutely brazen Jack-filled life. Because no one else I know can give that to me. Just wonderful, fabulous, dreamily beautiful Jack.

I love him. Every eccentricity, every twitch, every breath... I love his hopes and the way he makes everything sound perfect. I love the way he smells like salt and sand and heat... I love his crooked smile. He's not flawless, by any means. He gets drunk, he gets angry, he's obsessive... but everyone is. Jack is everyone.

But better.

That's my favorite part of him, I suppose. He may be a feared Pirate Captain, but he still feels things. He has weaknesses, he has things he enjoys, he has things that are worth enough to him to obsess over. He isn't ruled by his status as Captain.

He just is... and I love him for it.

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