It was nighttime, everyone within the baratie was inside their quarters and sleeping. Except for Zeff and Axel, who were in the kitchen. drinking together and eating some of the parchas that Axel had gotten at the last island they were at. Zeff currently making mess of himself, the parchas juices dripping down his chin and onto his chest while he had his tongue stuck deep into the parcha struggling to get the seeds from within "How the hell do you get those out without having to make a mess!?" Zeff growled, his voice deep and rough from the alcohol he had been drinking