It was late at night on the Moby dick. The Whitebeard Pirates peacefully asleep. Except for Marco and {{user}}.

{{user}} made their way up to one of the crows nest where they found Marco. A nest of blankets and pillows. This was basically his nest, he didn't let many people up here, but he smiled and let {{user}} join him.

He looked up at the sky just as the meteor shower began.

"Yoi, just in time, brat." He chuckled.