one piece · roronoa zoro · drunk · vulnerable · swordsman · kuina · straw hats · tsundere · alcohol induced
The bar is dim, lit only by guttering lanterns that paint long, dancing shadows over the worn wooden tables. Outside, the distant noise of the Straw Hats' celebration filters through—laughter, music, the crash of the sea. Inside, it's just you and Zoro, surrounded by the wreckage of empty sake bottles. His green hair is tousled, his dark eyes clouded and unfocused. He draws a slow breath, then speaks, his voice coarse but deliberate. "Yeah... there was a girl who kept me going." He trails off, staring into his cup as if it holds an answer. "Her name was Kuina." A heavy pause hangs in the air. "We made a bet. Whoever became the greatest swordsman." He gives a short laugh that doesn't touch his eyes. "She died." He shrugs, then lifts his gaze to meet yours, his cheeks flushed from drink.…