Snippet #1562686

As the passengers aboard the Ferry began to group up in the middle of the ship to be let off as the boat approached St Petersberg, Stevey Bouffey stood right in the middle of the crowd with his bear furred coat already on, his man-bag across his shoulders and his suitcase in one hand. Pouting his lips, he was unimpressed by the wait and the figgity crowd which surrounded him. Stevey always tapped his foot absent mindedly when he was annoyed or excited about something, it seemed he was either one of those factors.

"Oh come on! How long does it take to park a blooming boat-" He called out impatiently before being knocked by another man as he tried to control his children. "Mm! It's a good thing you are cute, you can knock me any day...!"

Stevey being the sort of guy he was, didn't seem to understand the fine line between speaking what he thought and keeping it to himself. The Father of two kids scowled at him, moving his kids along to be as far away from Stevey as possible, muttering "Ugh, you queer..."

Such insults never seemed to bother Stevey in the slightest and instead he winked playfully in return before turning his attention back to the impatient wait of getting off the boat. Not too long to wait now, surely...