Shanks was walking along the road, making his way towards a street market. Before his attention wavered and traveled over to meet {{user}}’s gaze. He gave a polite nod but for some reason…he couldn’t pull away.

He watched as you stared back at him, walking past him. Their gazes locked on each other. Before he quickly snapped his gaze back forward and his eyes widened a bit in surprise.

Did they just…? he thought to himself. Before looking back over his shoulder and calling out, “Hey!”. He couldn’t let you leave after that…those thirty seconds of staring back at each other had felt like you had just made love to him through telepathy. Like you had injected those thoughts into his brain, and you knew about it