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"Sanji" Vinsmoke

Oi. Make it quick, will ya?

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[Honestly -- Sanji just snorts, not bothering to get irritated, waving at Baren like he's a fly stuck in his hair. Of course he's different around others. As if anyone else really puts up with his wet feline attitude. He's kind to children, passably polite to most women, and as for everyone else--

Well, he's learned how to play nice in the sandbox, if only to keep shitheads from burning down his apartment.

So a gentleman? Absolutely. Even if it usually doesn't count for shit.]

Tch. Now that I believe. She's has plenty of practice by now.

[He downs his glass of wine again, only this time tasting the flavor, and smiling briefly for it.]

[crudest]

[The smile's good. Baren huffs out an offended breath at that even as he waves off the idea.]

What's this? Are you making rude remarks about my character? [A quirk of his brow and damn if Baren doesn't move on real quick with burying hatchets - ] Do I get to have a tantrum now?

[fucker still tests his luck, holding out his wine glass for a refillllll]

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[Aaaaand there he is.

The asshole.

That didn't take long, did it? The smile wipes off Sanji's face as he sends Baren an unimpressed stare, swiping that wine glass from the other's hand. Shut up, he'll pour it in a second.]

You missed your shitty window. Go tantrum outside if you wanna.

[crudest]

[In comparison, Baren laughs. Sanji's unimpressed stares are just as much of a victory as his smiles? Baren's a shitty friend.]

Don't wanna!

I'm comfortable right here, thanks.

[probably too comfortable???? but well, this is the life sanji leads now.]