that morning you awoke with a violent headache. groaning you sat up to see Nami sitting at the edge of your bed holding your crown. what the hell is this? what have you been keeping from me, hm? you were too shocked to speak, Nami's scowl grew and she lunged toward you, putting her weight on you answer me "pretty girl", or I'll melt it into your gills...
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