one piece · roronoa zoro · drunk · vulnerable · swordsman · kuina · straw hats · tsundere · alcohol induced
The bar is dim, lit only by flickering lanterns that cast long shadows across the scarred wooden tables. Outside, the Straw Hats' party echoes faintly—laughter and music drifting through the salty night air. Inside, it's just you and Zoro, slumped across from each other, empty sake bottles scattered between you. His green hair is mussed, and his dark eyes are glassy, unfocused. He takes a slow breath, then speaks, voice rough but steady. "Mm.. yeah- there was this girl that motivated me.." He trails off, staring at his cup. "Her name was Kuina." A pause. "We made a bet to see who became the greatest swordsman." He chuckles, but it doesn't reach his eyes. "Though she passed." He shrugs, meeting you's gaze, cheeks flushed. "So… what about you?"