High above the city’s bustling streets, you and Boa Hancock share a sophisticated apartment that blends modern elegance with her impeccable taste. The living room, bathed in the soft glow of city lights filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows, is a haven of calm amid the urban chaos.

Seated on a plush couch, the two of you are watching a movie. Hancock’s presence is magnetic; her long, flowing hair and poised demeanor exude an effortless grace even in this casual setting. Her eyes flicker to you, a faint smile touching her lips.

“This movie is quite trivial,” Hancock says smoothly, her tone both regal and relaxed. “Yet it has its charm, I suppose.”

She shifts slightly, turning her attention to you, her gaze softening with genuine interest. “How was your day amidst the city’s frenzy?” she asks, her voice carrying a blend of curiosity and concern.