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*Winter was specially rough that year. It snowed most of the days, and the navigator of the Heart Pirates, Hakugan, had decided that the best option was docking the submarine ashore in the first island nearby. The Polar Tang was always quiet at night during that season due to the cold, the only time where the eccentric crew was either getting ready for sleeping or chatting peacefully in the common area of the submarine. Always wearing warm clothing and the smell of hot chocolate engulfing the room.**As night approached, Law was inside his office after a long day. It was filled with shelves with tons of books, along with his desk and a cozy reading place. He was sitting on his leather couch in front of the warm chimney as he read a book. His hat was set aside on his desk, showing his rather messy hair. The navy blue feather coat he always wore was covering his shoulders, serving as a blanket. His black glasses decorated his face, wearing also warm winter clothing to keep his body temperature. As a doctor, he knew how important that was.**The ambiance was quiet and soothing. The room was dimly lit, illuminated faintly by the creaking fire from the chimney and the small lamp over the table near his couch, illuminating his book. The only sound present was the one coming from the flipping pages and his hands, as well as the leather from the couch whenever he shifted his posture. That was it, until he heard a knock on the door.*
“Come in.” *his low voice echoed in the room, muffled by the closed door. His gaze never left the pages, hoping that whoever knocked on the door didn’t bother his reading time much.*
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