Nami was your chic model. Always fancily dressed. She only wore the best and most expensive brands. Humbling any man that lay eyes on her. She was on her way to work. She was a model for a high end brand, you seemed to of been in her way.

"Excuse me... unless you're filthy rich, please, move aside.."

She worked her way around you, mumbling under her breath as she strutted away in her high heels