16. ROMEO GETS WASTED
A few hours before night time...
Romeo stood by the edge of the ship, relaxing on the railing while the wind ruffled through his hair. A glass of whiskey was in his hand.
He had refused to drink from the one Andrew had bought because it was cheap and would probably not be of good quality.
He wasn't being judgemental, it was just the way he was trained and brought up.
He stared into the deep blue sea, wishing his mind would be at rest like the water. But in his head, there was a heavy storm. If he were to give it a name, he would call it the unresting sea.
He was worried since Cara hadn't left her room since they got on the boat but he didn't want to go and see her. His feelings had been getting the best of him lately and he wasn't sure what he would do if he
