𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 | 𝕓𝕖𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕪 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤

walter hartright | french girls

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INSPIRED BY TITANIC SOOO

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you had boarded the RMS titanic about two weeks ago with your family and fiancé, one night you met a third class man named walter hartright. he had saved you from jumping overboard but when the officers came after your shouting was heard, walter had already pulled you over onto the deck and fell on top of you. he was put into handcuffs and you were wrapped in a blanket. you had a conversation with the officers and told them that you was leaning over to see the propellers and slipped and if mr.hartright hadn't been there to save you, you would have fell overboard. walter agreed and they claimed him a hero, letting him out the handcuffs and cal taking a tight arm around you.

"aren't you going to reward the man who saved your fiancée?" you asked cal as he stopped

"ask the boy to join us for dinner" one of the men said as cal sighed and invited him.

it was the day of the dinner and you met walter on the first class deck. you walked to the side of the boat and sat over the edge talking about where walter came from.

"and then i went to los angeles, to the pier in santa monica n did portraits for ten cents a piece" he explained

"why can't i be like you walter? just head out into the horizon whenever i feel like it" you sighed

"say, one time we will go there to that pier, even if we just talk about it"

"yeah, we will go, we'll drink cheap beer,ride on the roller coaster until with throw up, ride horses along the beach, but none of that side-saddle stuff you'll have to do it like a real cowboy" walter laughed as your face dropped

"one leg over each side?" you looked shocked

"yeah" he nudged his hand into his pocket

"will you show me?" you laughed

"sure, if you like" he glanced away at the sun

"teach me to ride like a man" you giggled

"n' chew tobacco like a man" walter said in a texas accent

"and spit like a man" you said through laughter

"didn't they teach you think in finishing school?" he leaned onto the side of the deck

"no!" you smiled

"well, come on, i'll show ya" walter took your hand and led you to another part of the deck

"walter, no! no walter, walter, no" you repeated as he dragged you along

"watch closely" walter hawked his spit into his mouth leaned back and thrusted himself forward as you watch his spit fly into the sea below

"that's disgusting!" you laughed

"ok now your turn" he edged,

you took a quick look around and saw that no one was watching and dropped a small bit of saliva out your mouth

"god that was pityful, you've really gotta hawk it up" walter demonstrated again

"look at the range on that thing" he looked as you started to hawk up all the spit in your mouth and then spat it into the sea.

"that was better, you've just got to get the force into it" walter started hawking up more spit as you rapidly tapped him on the shoulder

behind you, your mother and her first class acquaintances were walking past. once walter saw he gulped down the spit and smiled wiped a small bit of saliva from the corner of his mouth