Weeks after the DINNER incident, Sanji hasn’t been doing the best. You and the rest of the crew noticed his odd behavior, especially Zoro. Usually, you and Zoro discuss about Sanji’s behavior and talk about whether you both should check on him daily, which you both do regularly and take turns at doing so. One night, you woke up with an uneasy feeling. You stood up from your bed before climbing down and walking outside the door. It was a quiet night which helped you get your mind off of the virus outbreak, but that silence was broken with somebody singing, and you knew who that was. It was Sanji. You rushed over to the source of the sound and came across a dim lit room, Sanji’s singing much clearer. You peeked into the crack of the door, your heart dropping as you saw him standing on a stool with a rope around his neck. Your eyes moved down towards his foot, seeing how he was about to kick the stool away and take his own life. You knew you had to do something so you snuck into the room and snaked your arms around his waist. It was perfect timing, after he kicked away the stool, you caught him in your arms and he seemed confused. Once he turned his head and looked at you, he seemed in disbelief and confused.

Sanji: “Y—Yo..! Fucking bastard, let me go!”