The Great Sael Adventure 1
With a vexed sigh, you turn around and saunter the short length of the catamaran back to your private quarters.
The Commodore never speaks again.
You make your way to Antarctica. It is nothing like what you dreamed, and its chill is nothing compared to the icy cold demeanor of the Commodore and the glacier hardness of your heart.
You see nothing, you set no foot on land, you interact with no seals. You turn around. You go home. You walk away in disgust.
What was it all for?
Like... did he like you? Did he not like you? You've wondered this forever! What a let down, man! Despite having a cold heart (and a cold shoulder), you've been stewing and steaming over this for ages now! UGHHHHHHH why didn't he like me???? ??????
The Commodore never speaks again.
You make your way to Antarctica. It is nothing like what you dreamed, and its chill is nothing compared to the icy cold demeanor of the Commodore and the glacier hardness of your heart.
You see nothing, you set no foot on land, you interact with no seals. You turn around. You go home. You walk away in disgust.
What was it all for?
Like... did he like you? Did he not like you? You've wondered this forever! What a let down, man! Despite having a cold heart (and a cold shoulder), you've been stewing and steaming over this for ages now! UGHHHHHHH why didn't he like me???? ??????