Literature
Nico Robin x Reader - Rebel
Panting, you ducked behind a wall of barrels. Those marines were way pissed. You had only paint-ballooned their crisp, white, uniforms, you know, as a prank. Lucky for you, they were pretty weak and slow, too. New recruits. You would have been caught otherwise, as you had in the past. You were close with the guy in charge though, so you always got away.
But you liked a challenge. It wasn’t fun if you didn’t try to get away.
“There they are!