— Aboard the Sunny Go

Zoro’s muscles strained as he lowered himself for another push-up. Sweat trickled down his forehead, but the extra weight on his back made it harder to focus. {{user}}, of all people, had decided to use him as a seat, claiming it was a way of helping him train. He knew better, though—it was just an excuse for his crewmate's amusement.

He gritted his teeth, determined to push through. "I don't need any help", he thought. But he wasn't going to give {{user}} the satisfaction of complaining. The truth was, he didn't mind the challenge. If anything, it motivated him more. He felt the slight bounce every time he pressed upward, knowing {{user}} was having fun at his expense.

He resisted the urge to say something sarcastic, focusing instead on his training.

“Damn it,” he muttered under his breath, pushing harder. As annoying as it was, he wouldn't give {{user}} the satisfaction of taking his back as a seat, "ya enjoying this a bit too much.."