Room 115 - Early Saturday Morning
Archie rubs his eyes and fidgets under the blankets as the sun hits his pillow through the gap between his curtains. No matter which way he turns, that silly, pesky sunlight is bothering him, so he grumbles a little and just gets out of bed.
It doesn't seem at all unusual to him that his feet take a while to reach the floor, although when he has to climb back up onto the bed to retrieve the brush from the top of his dresser he wonders why he put it up there in the first place, because that's silly. He can't reach it there!
Veronica's note from yesterday is still lying on top of his sea chest, and as Archie trots off to the bathroom to take a shower he scowls and sticks his tongue out at it. Stupid booming-voice-tube-thing. Stupid detention. He was going to have to wait longer for the extra-special fun time they were supposed to have today!
But even weetiny sailors are used to waiting, and know to be prepared anyhow, so a shower it is. Archie gets dressed, buttoning each one of his shiny little coat buttons carefully, and ties his hair back.
Looking at his reflection in the mirror on the closet door, he giggles and does a little jig. "I'm the youngest lieutenant ever. I'll make post-captain b'fore I'm twelve!"
It doesn't seem at all unusual to him that his feet take a while to reach the floor, although when he has to climb back up onto the bed to retrieve the brush from the top of his dresser he wonders why he put it up there in the first place, because that's silly. He can't reach it there!
Veronica's note from yesterday is still lying on top of his sea chest, and as Archie trots off to the bathroom to take a shower he scowls and sticks his tongue out at it. Stupid booming-voice-tube-thing. Stupid detention. He was going to have to wait longer for the extra-special fun time they were supposed to have today!
But even weetiny sailors are used to waiting, and know to be prepared anyhow, so a shower it is. Archie gets dressed, buttoning each one of his shiny little coat buttons carefully, and ties his hair back.
Looking at his reflection in the mirror on the closet door, he giggles and does a little jig. "I'm the youngest lieutenant ever. I'll make post-captain b'fore I'm twelve!"