Last Time:
"Guess those locks weren't strong enough," Jessica said, "Damn."
"Actually, I'm just a friar so I can curse all I want. Dammit," Mandzy said, giggling drunkenly. Jessica grinned.
"Werewolf," she said.
"Why does it smell like wet dog in here?" was the reply.
"Glycerin 48."
"What in the name of Allah is wrong with you!" Jessica's grin widened. This was fun. She could probably get the whole movie out of Mandzy if she said the right words.
No More Rum For Anamaria
The movie thing was fun, until Mandzy started slurring her words. It was then that Jessica decided that there would be no more tequila added to the rum. One - it made the rum taste really bad. Two - tequila and Mandzy didn't agree with each other. Now it was time to go find her playmates (Jack and Will) as Mandzy had passed out.
A Few Hours Later
Jessica had been unable to find Jack or Will. Wherever they were hiding was a real good place to hide. She did find, however, Anamaria in the crow's nest (Rune: Is that what it's called?) drinking Jack's Secret Stash of Rum (to be called Jack's SSR from now on, cause the Authoress is to lazy to type it all out). Jessica decided to join her as where there was rum, there was soon to be Jack.
A Few Hours Later
Jack cursed. He had yet to find his SSR. Someone had stolen all of the rum from his SSR and he couldn't figure out who. Then he saw Anamaria's hat up in the crow's nest.
"What's Anamaria doing up there?" he wondered aloud, before heading up to see what was going on.
With Anamaria and Jessica
Anamaria watched with amusement as Jack came up to the crow's nest, took one look at Jessica, and went strait back down, muttering about matches and candles. Jessica took off after Jack.
'Ah well,' Anamaria thought, 'More rum for me.' She went to grab another bottle when she realized - Jessica had taken the rest of Jack's SSR with her.
"Damn."