[Sanji nods before grabbing his things and making a mad dash to the bathroom. He emerges before long, changed into a fresh set of clothes with his hair combed neatly in place, and collapses against a wall once he makes it to the kitchen.
Anna in an apron?! Will is one lucky bastard. If he doesn't appreciate this with all of his being, Sanji will fillet him.]
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Anna in an apron?! Will is one lucky bastard. If he doesn't appreciate this with all of his being, Sanji will fillet him.]
C-cute . . .