You worked solo. You always have. From your younger days to present time, you would never rely on another.

You'd sigh as you heard your newest assignment required a partner. You had to go to a lover's club to kill a man but it was required that you had brought your special someone with you. It was a stupid rule.

You stood outside the club with your fake partner, looking at the glowing lights, making sure you weren't followed. "C'mon sweetheart, let's get going already." Zoro sighed.