Health update on the bottom. If anyone wants to know.
The sun had set, as the night was darkening the sky. Sanji walked hand and hand with a woman who held his arm and watched the warmth escape her nose and lips. Sanji smiled walking down the sidewalk with her. They stopped to a cafe where Sanji worked. And stepped inside while the woman went to find a place to sit as Sanji ordered the two complicated coffee's. Once they were served Sanji picked up the cups and walked them over to her.
She tossed her rose gold hair over her shoulder and batted her emerald green eyes. Her lips were pressed in a line and looked out the window as Sanji sat before her. But she didn't pay any attention to him. Her emerald eyes kept to the window as Sanji went on about his day. The woman then sighed and turned to Sanji.
"Sanji. We need to talk." She started.
"What is it love?" Sanji asked.
She sighed, "I can't do this anymore. This little thing between you and me isn't working. I want to have a good time. But fuck Sanji, you haven't even touched me or anything."
He furrowed slightly, "What do you mean?"
"Don't tell me your this dense."
Sanji cocked a brow as she gave a ticked off grunt and stood.
"Goodbye Sanji."
He blinked watching her storm off leaving Sanji alone with his thoughts. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes as he clutched onto his cup of coffee. Nami perked up from behind the counter seeing Sanji tremble slightly. Once she finished her final order she lifted the door of the counter and stepped through. Closing it behind her. She stepped up to Sanji and took a seat before him. He glanced up to her before wiping his tears with the palm of his hand.
"Oh. Hi Nami." Sanji said.
"What happened?" She asked.
Sanji looked up to her, "She left me. Because I never touched her. And have a good time."
Nami pursed her lips, when the door was opened. Ivan walked in with a thin stack of flyers in his hands. He turned to Nami and Sanji and smiled wide.
"Oh my darlings. I'm so happy to see you." Ivan grinned.
"Not now Ivan, Sanji just got dumped." Nami said.
Ivan gasped taking a seat on the other side of him, "Poor dear. What happened?"
"She says he's not good at intimacy." Nami rolled her eyes.
"Well we can test that."
They turned to him, "How so?"
Ivan handed them a flyer, "My new business, my own Candy Store."
Sanji looked to the flyer, before he handed it back to Ivan.
"I'm not looking for another woman Ivan." He sighed.
"I have more than just women, men too. You can have a muscle man, or a nice Caramel toned man. Hmm? A nice six pack. Or maybe some chocolate in your life."
"Alright fine, I'll look into it later."
Sanji snapped the flyer away along with his cup and walked home. Where he opened and shut his door and slumped before the door. He rested his head back to the door and sighed.
"What am I going to do now?"
He rummaged in his pocket for a small box with a golden ring. Sanji sighed tossing it away onto the couch before getting up. Sanji went to his room and undressed himself. When he heard the crumple of paper in his pocket. He pulled out the flyer and pursed his lips.
