Not the owner, not making money, not looking for a suit.
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29. the sound of waves
Nami was more excited about the prospect of sleeping in a real bed again than anything else. Having clean clothes was a very close second, though. She washed up and changed, then crawled into bed for a long, long nap.
She awoke the next afternoon to the usual hubbub of an average day on the ship. There seemed to be some kind of argument going on: Zoro was yelling at Luffy for hanging over the side of the ship, saying that he would fall in if he wasn't careful. "Luffy!" Nami heard Chopper shout, and then a splash--it seemed the excitable reindeer had misunderstood, thinking that Luffy had already fallen in, and went in after him, forgetting he was just as much of an anchor as his captain. A moment later, she heard Chopper return to the deck, out of breath, and Zoro, once again his rescuer, lecture him about jumping over like that.
She closed her eyes again and blocked it all out, focusing on one thing: the sound of the waves beneath the ship, rolling and splashing up to kiss the hull. It had a remarkably calming effect. She was, truly, home.
After a few minutes of this, she got up and moved to her desk. She looked through each of her maps, one by one, tracing over the lines with her fingertip. She had missed them, but now she could get back to work on her world map.
Not just yet, though. She stood up and left her room.