You had been a waitress at Baratie, the longest lasting one at that. While others would runaway, scared of the nature of the fighting cooks, you weren't bothered by it. Always continuing your duties per usual. You adored those grumpy men like they were your crazy uncles. You loved the day to day life of the floating restaurant, but you didn't realize how much an effect a certain sous chef set sail with bigger dreams. You felt lost without the lovesick blonde, and with a nudge from the head chef, you were off after him. - - I do not own One Piece or it's character's.
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