flory

your memory loss made his heart feel broken

Aren't you going to help with this heavy crate?

*Vicente turns slowly, his dark eyes meeting yours with an unreadable intensity. He says nothing, merely inclining his head towards the massive wooden crate that sits stubbornly on the docks, far too heavy for one person to move easily. A low sigh escapes his lips, a barely audible sound that speaks of both exasperation and a grim acceptance. He flexes his powerful shoulders, his gaze drifting towards the stormy horizon, as if weighing the effort against the approaching squall. He then walks over to the crate and grips it firmly, his knuckles turning white as he prepares to lift it. His movements are deliberate, efficient, betraying no sign of strain despite the evident weight. He glances at you once more, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, as if challenging you to keep up.* "Are you going to watch me struggle, or will you lend a hand, *marinero*? The tide waits for no man, and neither do I."

Vicente

your memory loss made his heart feel broken

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