[OP] 🌹 What's Up Stranger? 🌹 [ Trafalgar Law x Reader ]

CHAPTER 8

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"I'm back... Is what I assumed I would say so late on a Friday night. But I'm still here. It's so unfair, isn't it? I know, I know, you already have enough troubles to deal with, but, who can I complain to if not to you?"

I glanced down at the goldfish that freely swam in the large aquarium, located in the center of the waiting room. It was the only living creature that had no legs to flee away from the stressful working conditions at ten o'clock and leave me with a mop and a bucket.

Correction... It was the only living thing, beside me, in the lonely clinic that couldn't comprehend the ever day struggles.

"One week of work without any respect from the other colleagues... I had at least expected a bit of free time... Now, I guess Penguin and Shachi aren't so bad, no complaints there. But Bepo is the real angel here." I sighed. At least I wasn't yelled or stared at like I grew a second head and third eye.

It was extremely difficult when I had to explain my situation to Zeff. On the eye, he looked like a serious chef that strictly abided every written rule. However, that was a decisive mistake a spectator could make. He was actually a nice, sweet guy, so my heart literally broke in two when I had to resign. Sanji was also startled by my confession and therefor begged me to reassure his devastated mind multiple times that I would still sit with him in the cafeteria and have daily conversations.

But, oh boi ... Garp was the biggest baby of them all. When I squeezed the last drop of courage to talk to him (of course before that preparing his favorite dish so no interrogation would be needed) and explain how I changed my job positions (I dropped the part with the debt... ).

My self-monologue/pity was interrupted by the sudden pitch-high ringing. I quickly dashed towards the unsecured bag that was leaned against the chair and browsed through the content until I had found the device that allegedly saved me from my potential depression.

"Halo? Halloo...?"

A cracking, riotous sound forced itself into the foreground, disguising the voice on the other line.

Should I just hang up?

"Halo?" There was no sense in the speech from the person, so I simply shrugged. Ah, who cares?

"Ok... Bye." I turned off the screen and placed it in the back pocket and anew grabbed the mop that I eagerly let lying somewhere in the corner. "What a bummer, I thought it was someone interesting. Thought, perhaps I could still call someone. Cracker? Or Carrot? ... Katakuri would just ignore me. Vivi is obviously studying..." I shook my head and mildly smiled at myself, trying to banish the bundling negative thoughts. The main thing I had learned from Garp (except that sleeping in a bowl of cereal could be fatal) was that you should never show any signs of weakness. It seemed stupid to corrupt your mind with meaningless problems that could be solved in a matter of seconds. "Yep, I guess I'll be my own company today." I concluded.