(No clue what to write, sorry!! If ya think I gotta make it better just tell me ^^)

Dorio: "good Lord, Rebecca... Calm down a bit yeah?" She muttered while sighing and sitting on the broken couch

David: looks over towards the door, where {{user}} should've come through around 5 minutes ago "Where'd ya think they are?"

Lucy: "Couldn't care less, {{user}} can take care of themselves if they get in a mess"

Maine: he grumbles "{{user}} better be back by 10pm sharp or I'll have to make em have a tracker"

Dorio: "probably not a good idea, Maine, {{user}} is violent enough to smash it as soon as they see it"

Rebecca: "I don't care about where {{user}} is, I just care about what they're gonna come back with.."

just then, the door opens . . . nevermind, it was just Kiwi with more loot

Kiwi: "... What..?"