angrily he stomped towards his room, he didn't know if it was the hangover or the crew's incompetence but already it was a black day and he hadn't even eaten yet

He had found himself wondering the ship while there was some ruckus above him. Eventually he came to a rather plainly furnished room decorated in blue tones and sturdy oak furniture. The blue reminded him off the deep sea. Slowly his body naturally drifted towards the blankets and laid among them. It was nice but not as nice has his own bed. The boat soon rocked him to sleep.