eeeeeeh he’s okay wouldn’t wear the sign i made so u knew he wasn’t a weirdo on sight
[ but she — flushes, thumb arcing over her screen, the photo of something good done by her hand. she thinks of nami sharing her scarf. of watching her cry over sanji. of pressing closer to her in the woods. ]
you’re welcome, nami 🩵🧡 i’ll come by the restaurant later got more screws to fix the tables
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wouldn’t wear the sign i made so u knew he wasn’t a weirdo on sight
[ but she — flushes, thumb arcing over her screen, the photo of something good done by her hand. she thinks of nami sharing her scarf. of watching her cry over sanji. of pressing closer to her in the woods. ]
you’re welcome, nami 🩵🧡
i’ll come by the restaurant later
got more screws to fix the tables