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Prompt: 20 – Drink
Wordcount: 100
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Ragetti – on watch for the night shift – paused as he heard what sounded like a giggle and the muted clink of glass on glass. He followed the sound to the prow and looked down over the railing to the balcony belonging to the Captains' quarters.
Ah. Captains Sparrow and Swann (Jack refused to call her Turner), huddled together under a blanket, a half drunk bottle of rum to each of them.
As Ragetti watched, Jack brushed a curl out of the way and leant in to whisper in Elizabeth's ear. She giggled again and pushed him playfully.
Ragetti withdrew silently.