You spent most of your life never knowing peace. The island you never left was always a resting spot for pirates and being the only female bartender on the island, you were typically the target of their disgusting nature. To you, every pirate was the same. Cruel, harsh, full of hatred, and lying thieves. But, somehow your view was finally questioned the night the Straw Hats visited the bar. All of them seemed to be kind in their own ways, not only to you, but to each other. However, the hardest to read - out of every crew member - was the green-haired swordsman who always wore a serious face that would instantly soften when he smirked your way. *Also presented and updated on my tumblr: wow-thanks62