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[goldenglasses]

[Filtered to Sanji // 100% Unhackable... like... whoa.]

[Poor Vash. For as much as he talks about love and peace he’s quite shy and a dork when it comes to talking about his own feelings of love. So imagine the large pit in his stomach when he finds Aerith’s love letter thinking it’s from a certain Insurance Girl. Cue panicking.]

Sanji! You’re good with women aren’t you? This holiday thing… what do you… um. I mean what should I get… [A pitiful sigh on the brink of tears.] Help?

Edit: [There will be a candlelight salmon with apple glaze dinner waiting for you at home tonight Meryl. Don't worry - Sanji helped cook it.]