[ sanji doesn't blame her at all for the little time they've had together as of late. after all, her time and attention isn't solely his own and most times he considers himself plenty lucky to receive any of it at all, for all that he finds himself undeserving of such wonderful spoils. still, what does concern him is the thought that reira might be getting overworked, especially when that idiot takumi is concerned, and being aware of what day is fast approaching, sanji puts himself into action to be sure that she gets the time of rest that she deserves for it.
it's why when reira steps out of the door she'll find that the main room is well decorated in celebration of her birthday, pink and yellow balloons scattered around by the dozens in bright colors, matching plumerias set in small vases around the room on every surface. and in the center table, a scatter of dishes, from arugula salads with homemade vinaigrettes, to a well prepared salmon, french onion soup topped with cheeses and bread, and specialty wines to pick from.
as soon as her voice is heard, sanji himself appears from the kitchen, dressed fairly normal in his usual button-up white shirt, except he's also wearing a newly purchased custom trapnest apron from their latest collection of merchandise — except it lacks the rest of the band except a professional shot photograph of reira herself right in the center. his face beams with a bright smile as he throws up his hands. ]
Hello, my beautiful Layla-san~ happy birthday to you, darling!
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it's why when reira steps out of the door she'll find that the main room is well decorated in celebration of her birthday, pink and yellow balloons scattered around by the dozens in bright colors, matching plumerias set in small vases around the room on every surface. and in the center table, a scatter of dishes, from arugula salads with homemade vinaigrettes, to a well prepared salmon, french onion soup topped with cheeses and bread, and specialty wines to pick from.
as soon as her voice is heard, sanji himself appears from the kitchen, dressed fairly normal in his usual button-up white shirt, except he's also wearing a newly purchased custom trapnest apron from their latest collection of merchandise — except it lacks the rest of the band except a professional shot photograph of reira herself right in the center. his face beams with a bright smile as he throws up his hands. ]
Hello, my beautiful Layla-san~ happy birthday to you, darling!