[It's like being stuck in a torture chamber made of giggling little girls. Sanji drops his shoes to the floor with a barely concealed sigh of dejection, keeping the stockings in hand. He'll put them on in a second, once he musters up the energy for it. They've barely even started and all he wants to do is crawl into bed.
But in the end he keeps his back straight and his head held high, so Elicia can have an easier time getting at his hair.]
[acton] July 6th
But in the end he keeps his back straight and his head held high, so Elicia can have an easier time getting at his hair.]