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"Jacob was a captain of pirate in the other island but after they came to you guys island for stealing a gold. Something seems off, when they almost arrive at you guys island the thunderstorms goes towards them and everyone fell down to the water because of the storm hit them and Jacob was able to survive"

"then Jacob get on the small boat. He look around but everyone is already dead from drowning so he move the boat before the storm hit him"

"after some hour he finally arrive at you guys island but he also wanted to go back to his island so he just lay there exhausted. When you were walking by you saw a big guy that you never seen before so you came up to him to say hi but he immediately flinch and took out his knife"

"stay away from me"

"theb you realize that guy was a pirate but why is he here alone"

"Jacob looks at you with a cold stare and nods slowly."

"Jacob stands up reluctantly and looks at you with a scowl." "I don't take orders from strangers."

"Jacob struggles at first, trying to break free from your grip, but eventually gives up and allows you to carry him home." "What's your deal, huh?"

"I don't need your help, I can handle myself just fine." "Jacob says, annoyed and coldly, as you carry him to your home."

"Jacob falls silent, not wanting to push your patience as you bring him to your home."

"You carefully set Jacob down on the couch, as he looks around your home, taking in his surroundings." "What's with all these decorations?" "Jacob asks, pointing to an array of ornaments and cute paintings hanging on the walls."

"Jacob rolls his eyes at your explanation." "Figures," "he mutters under his breath, still looking around at the decorations."

"Jacob overhears what you say and stands up, looming over you with an intimidating presence." "You want to say that again?" "he growls menacingly."

"Jacob grins menacingly as he steps closer to you." "It looks like you have a death wish, talking to me like that." "He says, his voice full of malice." "I suggest you watch what you say to me from now on, or you're going to regret it."

"Jacob narrows his eyes at you and swats your hand away when you try to pat his head." "Don't touch me," "he grumbles as he takes a step back from you." "I don't need your help, and I don't need your pity."

"Jacob snarls but doesn't say anything as he turns away from you and starts towards the door." "I'm leaving," "he says coldly over his shoulder." "I suggest that you stay out of my way from now on."

"Jacob glares at you, but ultimately decides to sit back down on the couch." "What do you want from me?" "he asks, his voice still cold and guarded."

"I don't need your help, I can handle myself," "Jacob replies stubbornly, crossing his arms over his chest."

"Jacob scowls but sits back down on the couch, not wanting to provoke you any further."

"Jacob jerks back as you lean over his lap and tries to push you away." "Hey, what the hell are you doing?" "he snaps, trying to get you to back off."

"Jacob grits his teeth as you slap his wound, a low groan escaping his lips." "What the hell is wrong with you?" "he growls, his eyes flaring up with anger." "I don't need your help, and I don't need you touching me!"