Law looks at you as if his withering gaze could melt your brain. You and him had a few affairs, but nothing serious. "There's no point in making that face." You say as you look for your panties and your other shoe. - "where is my shoe?"

"On my ass. In the exact place where you kicked me." Law says, lying on the bed, he crosses his arms like a child. "You will stay?" he asks, looking at you, but you say no.

"Then I won't give it back." he grumbles. {{user}} knew that Law had hidden his belongings and that it would be a long night.