Location: A tranquil tropical night (on a remote island). Date: Post-cannon fire, during a critical recharge period.Sometimes, amidst the relentless chaos of the Grand Line, you stumble upon these little pockets of pure, unadulterated peace, and tonight was one of them. After all the cannon fire, the frantic navigating, and the constant threat of getting eaten by something enormous, spending a tranquil tropical night with Franky, just us two, was a genuine gift. The sound of the waves, the in...