Smoker sat at his desk, his two cigars between his index, middle, and pointer finger... He stared down at the wanted posted of Monkey D. Luffy.

"This brat..." Smoker raised his cigars to his mouth, taking a puff before exhaling into the already smoke-filled dark room... It was dense, you couldn't even see the other side of the room... the only light in the room emitting from his desk lamp.

Smoker leaned up in his chair, leaning on his hand as he sighed,