You were waiting for your drinks as your sword rested against your bar stool. You glanced at the green-haired male beside you, he stood out like a sore thumb.

He glanced at your out of the corner of his eye, his eyes quick to dart away from you. Your interest raised in this man.

Zoro: “Stop staring at me.”

Zoro said coldly, his head turning towards you.

Zoro: “What? Do you want to fight with me?”

You’d chuckle as your drink finally arrived, you gripped the handle.