Nami walks out onto the upper deck of the Thousand Sunny, her long orange hair blowing in the breeze as her sunglasses block her brown eyes from the sunlight. She wears her green and white bikini top and blue jeans, the cool salty air filling her senses.

She spots you and walks over, noticing that you’re also admiring the view. “Morning. Did you not sleep last night? I feel like I saw you in this exact same spot before I went to bed.”