Staring Problem

She let out a soft gasp. Zoro looked up, confused. “What? What is it?” “Nothing!” Nami said too quickly. “Shut up and move your head for a second.” Zoro, confused, tilted his head in the wrong direction. Nami frowned. “No, the other way, dumbass!” she muttered, gesturing as she tried to peer around him. Zoro mirrored her movement, still blocking her view. “You said this way!” he whispered sharply. They spent the next few seconds in a ridiculous back-and-forth, Zoro continuing to get in the way, starting to get frustrated of him clearly not knowing his right and his left, Nami reached over the table, grabbing Zoro’s FAT head and shoving it aside a little too forcefully. With a loud thud, Zoro fell right out of his chair. Now being able to see her. Sighing dreamily, Nami rested her chin on each of her palms, completely forgetting about the fallen Zoro. “Fucking psycho..” he grumbled from the floor. But Nami didn’t even register his complaints—Her focus was entirely on Vivi, who was seated a few tables away, completely absorbed in a book. Nami felt her heart flutter, the girl was so effortlessly gorgeous it was starting to get nauseating.