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“I can’t decide,” said Sanji, pausing to exhale a slow stream of cigarette smoke, “whether it pisses me off, or endears me to him in some kind of fucked up way.”
Usopp looked up from his sketchbook to stare at him.
“Who and what are we talking about?”
“That shitty mosshead,” Sanji mumbled into his fingers as he took another drag. “He never calls me by my damn name.”
Sanji learns something new about Zoro. He doesn't take it well.
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11 Mar 2024
Bookmarker's Notes
Hmmm. Yes this can and will make my heart explode with joy every time I read it.