Nami grinned as she skipped over to where Robin was sitting. She had been observing the older woman for a while. The archeologist was reading. Once in a while she would sip her coffee or look around.

“Robin?”

Robin looked up from the book and smiled.

“Yes?”
“Do you know what day it is?”

“No. Sorry.”

She turned back to the book. Nami sighed in annoyance.

“It's February 14.”

Robin looked at her, surprised.

“If you already knew then why did you ask?”

Nami rubbed her temple...


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