[ sanji, similarly, stares long and hard at his notebook, but with the desire to set it on fire. mihawk talks like a damn idealist — like a pirate — which sanji understands but hasn't had the luxury, or maybe the balls, to live by. luffy is the closest he's ever tasted of freedom. and even then, he hasn't been totally honest about who he really is. how miserable and worthless the real sanji is. ]
some choices don't need to be respected. i'm not cosigning your bullshit. piss off, mihawk.
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some choices don't need to be respected. i'm not cosigning your bullshit.
piss off, mihawk.