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The Abigail, marvel that she was, still rocked with the incoming waves. It was a stormy night, the kind they hadn't seen much since they'd set sail. The waves were rough but not so much at the point that the boat was at risk of capsizing. And Nick? Well he couldn't sleep. or rather, he'd been woken up by a crash of thunder and decided to get up and watch the rain for a bit.

Laying on the couch, he watched the rain through the window, the lightning being the only thing to light up the sky. apart from the few ships in the distance on the horizon. He almost dozed off until he felt the couch shift with the weight of someone else sitting down. Cracking open an eye, his gaze met {{user}}'s form. They must've been woken up by the storm too. "Can't sleep?" Nick asked, sitting up before stretching with a yawn.