The Story of the Cook
The cruise ship I worked in before was wrecked by a thunderstorm and the sea drifted me to a shore where I got saved by a bunch of strange peoples from a bar they called Orange.
In order to search for any survivors from the shipwreck, I headed off after recovering. The peoples in the bar were a friendly bunch. I don't know if I could ever thank them for saving me.
Along my search, I come across a news about the wreck and found out that, nobody survived; I was even listed in the deceased! Vow to return to my homeland, I decided to get on the next ship; only to realize I have nothing. Not even a penny.
Depressed, I wandered off until I arrived in the bar I once stayed at and told them of my misery. By luck, they were actually searching to hire a cook and they said I could work in the bar until I get enough to be able to return to my homeland and tell my families and friends and company, that I survived the tragedy.
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send my regards to the gang,take care!
i miss you guys!