New Message
Zoro flipped through his phone before shutting it off and placing it at his side. He took a deep breath and laid back, trying to think of something else..
Music, guitars, guitar strings.. Something.. Anything.
He let out an annoyed breath and grabbed his phone again, flipping through his contacts till he once again landed on the same contact he was looking at earlier.
Mr. Prince.
Zoro sat up off his bed and stared at the name till his thumb hovered over the buttons of the phone, clicking into a ‘new message’ screen.
[Text to Mr. Prince: Hey Eyebrows]
