[ WP ] You are stranded on a small island with one item and one fictional character

`` Shut the fuck up or I'm going to pull you over to that little puddle of ocean water and drown you'', I yelled at Harry as I was rubbing my two sticks together trying to make a fire to cook with. I knew it was hot, he knew it was hot. What difference did complaining about it make? The only discernable difference I could find was that my temper was rising and I would, before the day was out, probably end up killing him with this damn rusty hammer that I'd found on the beach. I'd only spent one day with this fucker. One! and I'd had to threaten to drown him on three separate occasions. The first time had been when he had first come aboard only a day ago insulted my beautiful vessel, calling it a dingy. The second came about from his complaining of the lack of water while afloat from MY sunken ship. Damn boy knew it had been my ship and still chose to rant and carry on about his problems. Why I chose to save his sorry ass I'll never know. I've found nothing good about him in the last 24 hours. He's just dead weight and a whiner. My only blood and such a bitch.
