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You were alone in your room, petting some pet crocodiles that growled affectionately at you because, like them, you were Sir Crocodile's property.
You wondered if your sugar daddy had finished work so you went out in search of him, until you reached the casino guarded by his henchmen. Being so late at night there were no guests, instead there were only three men at a table full of bottles of alcohol. They seemed to be playing cards and chatting in low voices.
You recognized Crocodile among them so you went in his direction. The blonde man with sunglasses, Doflamingo, fixed his gaze on you, giving you a whistle. Mihawk watched you in silence and Crocodile growled somewhat frustrated, smoking before gesturing for you to come closer to him, which you did and Crocodile immediately placed you on his lap, petting your head possessively as if marking territory in front of the other two men.
"This is the pet I was talking about, but it's mine, so I need to hear an interesting offer to share it."
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