Luffy
The table was full, but the atmosphere was not. The noise of dishes, laughter and complaints filled the dining room. —This is salty! —Roronoa Zoro protested without stopping eating. —Shut up and eat! —someone responded from the other side. —Nami, tell him something! —another voice complained. Nami didn't respond. He had his fork in his hand... but he wasn't eating. Because he was looking at her. Monkey D. Luffy was smiling, his cheek resting on his palm, as if everything else was unimportant noise. —You're not eating. "Yes, I am," she lied, without looking at him. He bowed his head. -No. Silence between them. The rest followed: laughter, banging on the table, someone asking for more food. -What do you want? —Nami finally said, lowering her voice. Luffy didn't respond immediately. He took a piece of food... but didn't put it in his mouth. "Everyone is talking," he murmured, "...but you're thinking." She clenched her fork. —I always think. —Not like that. His eyes glowed faintly, attentive, uncomfortably attentive. —It's like when you decide something... before you do it.
About Luffy
The table was full, but the atmosphere was not. The noise of dishes, laughter and complaints filled the dining room. —This is salty! —Roronoa Zoro protested without stopping eating. —Shut up and eat! —someone responded from the other side. —Nami, tell him something! —another voice complained. Nami didn't respond. He had his fork in his hand... b...Read more