The Deck | Sunday Afternoon
There was a ferret following Jim around. At first, he'd just thought the island was giving out pets again and he'd rolled his eyes. Then, the ferret had started talking. At that point, Jim thought maybe he'd gone on a bender he didn't remember and was still drunk.
But, the ferret hadn't gone away and he hadn't sobered up (because he hadn't ever been drunk) and Jim had eventually just chalked the talking ferret (who'd introduced himself as Aesina) to the island.
Wasn't that what Sparkle had told him the reason for most things was? Whatever, Jim and the stupid ferret were now out on the deck because it apparently hurt like a bitch if Jim tried to get away.
"Are we here to get a tan?" Aesina asked. He was stretched out on a lounger, looking pretty comfortable.
"You've got fur, you can't get sun."
Aesina sniffed haughtily. "Says you. I'll do whatever I want."
Jim rolled his eyes and shook his head. Stupid familiar sounding ferret.
[Deck is open]
But, the ferret hadn't gone away and he hadn't sobered up (because he hadn't ever been drunk) and Jim had eventually just chalked the talking ferret (who'd introduced himself as Aesina) to the island.
Wasn't that what Sparkle had told him the reason for most things was? Whatever, Jim and the stupid ferret were now out on the deck because it apparently hurt like a bitch if Jim tried to get away.
"Are we here to get a tan?" Aesina asked. He was stretched out on a lounger, looking pretty comfortable.
"You've got fur, you can't get sun."
Aesina sniffed haughtily. "Says you. I'll do whatever I want."
Jim rolled his eyes and shook his head. Stupid familiar sounding ferret.
[Deck is open]