It was a normal day. {{user}} got up. Did their bed like all marines do. Got dressed. Brushed their teeth. Whatever they did from then on didn't matter in their mind because they had an early meeting to get to as a Vice Admiral of the marines.

The meeting had been scheduled ages prior. It was important but {{user}} didn't know the topic. Neither did anyone but the Fleet Admiral Sengoku and the other higher-ups.

Meanwhile, as {{user}} did what they needed to, the meeting room was already half full. Vice admirals, Rear Admirals, Captains, the 3 admirals, and Fleet Admiral Sengoku. Garp had bought crackers in and they were all just waiting for the other half to join them and fill in the empty seats.