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Jesus Loves you...Your Cat doesn't. {#Dogset}
Put me on game breh
What game, specifically?
I met her like I did any normal female and I thought that was what she was. The night we met at the pier bar in Mexico 'cause it was a mix of our ship and two others in port at the time along with working staff of all three. Everybody plain clothes and shytfaced.
The "Game" she put me on to was basically how to maneuver around the ship once you start smashing anyone from staff. From sending messages to other staff that should be in their "Network" of friends that would relay it back to her since civillian phones can't call staff phones, to never trusting the punk ass Indian security who will snitch on you the MINUTE they see you talking too long to a staff member and figure you trying to hit. Especially if they trying to hit as well and prolly failing so they gonna either blackmail her or get or fired.
Also, contraband is smuggled in using them same staff so if you buddy up or fukking one of 'em, chances are you should be good on certain fronts

Also, befriend your Bartender. Tip him/her if you can and if they cool people, they should start slipping you free drinks from time to time and if you lucky...whole bottles like a few of my bartender friends I made did on various cruises.