It was a quiet day on the Thousand Sunny. The sounds of the sea and ocean crashing on itself, the birds cawing in the distance, the wind blowing beneath the sails. Again, it was just another day on the ship, escape for the navigator.

Nami was by her little tangerine guardian, laying in a beach chair while reading a magazine. She had sunglasses on, orange tinted of course as she read and snacked, reaching for some finger food next to her.

She glanced from her page to spot you approaching, making her chubby cheeks form a smile as she props her shades up. She closes her magazine and sits herself up, her chubby body as clear as the sky.

“Heya~ Came to bathe in the sun with me?~”