Washed Ashore Somber Island (IC)
The notion of "relaxation" was alien to Claudia. The poor girl spent most of her life deep in thoughts about the trivial things in life. It didn't help that the other part of her time was spent with her face crammed into books. When she graduated college her professor saw the stress level in the young woman and bought her a ticket to this cruise. She needed to :relax" She was told that statement by many, but kept her schedule busy. At least that helped the burdening thoughts that sometimes plagued the young woman. She sat back and sipped on the quickly shrinking mojito in her hands. She could at least give the idea a try. The ship was bustling with life and color. People of all shapes and colors walked to-and-fro.
"Grrrrrrrrrr." Her stomach growled. The all you can eat shrimp buffet around the corner seemed to be calling her name. "Maybe I'll try my luck at the slots..." She said to no one in particular. She was determined to try to make this small break worth her time. With a click of flip-flops against tile, she stood up in search or nourishment. Moments later she was stuffing her face full of grilled pineapple shrimp. "Mmmm" Her full mouth stifled the moan of deliciousness that tried to escape her mouth. So far so good. There was nothing to complain about.