sweet dreams | roronoa zoro x oc x trafalgar law

"Some of them want to use you."

warnings for strong language, explicit sex themes and more ahead.

Tatiana wakes up in her room, greeted by the familiar sound of the alarm telling her it was time to face the reality of this day. She groans deeply annoyed as she sits on the bed, yawning and rubbing the sleep off her eyes before they glance at the illuminated screen of her phone.

She proceeds to pick up the device as her eyes scan the screen, orbs colliding with the numbers that read '7:09 AM.' An ungodly hour for her to be awake, honestly. She scrolls through the numerous texts she had already received from of the people at work, some friends and even her family.

She blocks the screen again before she stretches her arms above her head, deciding she will answer them all later with the typical thank you and whatnot. She's barely taken a step towards the bathroom when the familiar tune of a song by Taylor Swift, she had currently gotten stuck in her head, 'Look What You Made Me Do' starts blasting through the speaker; she's quick to answer the phone without even glancing at the name.

"Hello?" Tatiana asks, voice hoarse and extremely tired.

A chuckle greets her on the other side of the line before a familiar voice speaks rather cheerfully. "Good morning, sunshine!"

"Not for me." She groans, but the voice on the other side of the line, does not misses the playful tone in her voice. "I wanna go back to sleep and not wake up."

"Naah, naaah. . ." she laughs even though she knows she's joking. "Let's get this partaaay starteeed!"

This bitch is way too happy in the mornings. . .

"Easy for you to say, hoe. . ." she teases towards her best friend as she hears her giggling on the other side of the line. Tatiana continues her way to the bathroom, the phone now on speaker so she can start washing her face, hands free.

"Fine, fine. . ." her friend starts, "Hey! Wanna grab some good ol' breakfast? I'll paaaay. . ." she sings the last part as if to pull her out from her misery.

The line goes silent for a couple of seconds before Tatiana replies.

"Gimme 20 minutes."

. . .

After a quick shower and going through her daily 'beauty' routine she has made her way to the dinner where she has made plans to reunite with her friend. The location was actually close to her apartment and thankfully empty and free of kids running wild as it usually was on busier days, maybe it's the hour, she thinks to herself as she crosses the doors of the restaurant. Her eyes scanning the crowd and the heads of people until they collide with the unmistakable head of her best friend.

"Anna!" Tatiana calls as she gets the attention of the woman she has known for years now as her best friend.

"Heeey hoe! Happy birthday!" Anna calls with a smile as she hugs her best friend tightly.

"Argh, some birthday it is. I have to work! I mean, who the fuck works on their birthday!?" Tatiana groans, practically slamming her head on the table as she finally sits down.

"Lots of people do, stupid-head." Anna says with a roll of her eyes. "Hey, I have work too so submerge your tits in cold water, okay?" she continues as she sips quietly on her cup of what Tatiana can only assume it's hot coffee. "Besides, we have the whole morning and part of the afternoon before we even have to be at work so I plan to treat you today, bitch."

One would be offended by the quantity of insults they throw at each other but those are meant with affection and they know it. Having known themselves since college and becoming best friends was something very natural for both of them and as soon as they had graduated they packed their bags and moved together to London; the change of scenery and culture was definitely shocking for both girls but they adapted rather fast.