[Being the jerk at the bar isn't going to serve a 14 year old hard liquor, the patrons are definitely in danger from Nami B| ...well. In danger of being scowled at as she sits on the stool and crosses her arms, tapping a finger impatiently.
That's until her glower crosses the room enough that she catches sight of a familiar green head of hair.
Oh hey. She'll just...slide into the seat opposite with the sweetest of smiles.]
Just pretend her hair is a little shorter >_>
That's until her glower crosses the room enough that she catches sight of a familiar green head of hair.
Oh hey. She'll just...slide into the seat opposite with the sweetest of smiles.]
Zoro~!