Nami rested in her lawn chair, which was currently on the verge of giving out and breaking. She laid in the sun as her stomach gurgled, digesting a meal from earlier. Her jeans were bursting at the seams and her bra was most likely a few sizes too tight. One hand rested near a table full of sandwiches while the other rested on her belly. Her shades hid her eyes, but she did look up to see you, smiling and propping her shades up.

“Hey, how’s it Ourrp- Hanging? Excuse me..”