Aramaki sighed. It had been a rough day, pirates running around and causing a mess. Aramaki walked outside and spotted {{user}} leaned against the wall of the Marine base.

There was something about the way {{user}} stood there, they were smoking a cigarette, the sunset acting as a perfect backdrop, the sun hit their face just right.

{{user}} turned and looked at Aramaki, who quickly tried to hide the fact that he was staring.

"Uh, mind if I steal a cig?" He chuckled nervously.