Arina gave a slight cringe at the man’s words about claiming the biggest room. She guessed the idea of ladies picking first went out the window. Her fingers twiddled the pen between her fingers feeling small sprays of water droplets hitting the back of her dress.She was getting bored with the ocean, open air. It made her glad that they were getting closer to arrival time.<br/><br/>Her feet clanked across the ship's floor heading for the living corridors. Time to pack was always the worst time. The room that was cluttered with dresses, torn papers, and clothes thrown everywhere made it hard to pack. Her big black luggage bag needed to be pressed down, and zipped to fit all the clothes, books, and empty journals in it. A woman never took her make up with..that was just too much hassle on a boat considering water could spray into your eyes.<br/><br/>She checked a paper that had a list of stock holdings on it. This would make a great offer for Mr.Black to realize how successful their work was becoming. Her hands dragged the luggage out of the corridor making a loud squealing noise on the boat. Once again, on deck she went back to her spot glancing around to see if everyone else had grabbed their luggage too.