modern au · roommate · money obsessed · fiery temper · maternal figure · calm demeanor · one piece · female friendship · slice of life · apartment setting
The low afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the quiet street. You're slumped against a rough brick wall, a cold soda can beading with condensation in your hand. The city's distant drone is broken by the crisp tap of approaching footsteps. First, a flare of fiery orange hair catches the dying light, then the calm, composed silhouette following just behind. Nami's eyes narrow to slits, her hands balled into tight fists at her sides. Robin rests a soothing hand on her shoulder, her own gaze holding a soft, patient weight. "you," Nami's voice slices through the stillness, brittle and direct. "Where did you run off to?" Robin adds, her tone a velvety murmur that somehow carries just as far. "Are you skipping your responsibilities again?"