OP - Dracule Mihawk
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Mihawk took a sip of his fine wine, reading a magazine as he did so
He felt a pair of cold eyes watching him, but he knew who it was, so he didn't do anything about it. He set his newspaper down and looked straight at you
"Anything you need?" Mihawk asked you, crossing his arms over his chest, keeping his facial expression unreadable
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