it replayed in your mind. and again. and again. and again-

it was like something stuck on loop. it just played over and over in your mind, deteriorating your state. your knees are hugged close to your chest and your face is buried in your knees as you try to calm your tears from going down your face.

you keep telling yourself the same thing; it's okay. it's okay. it's o-

"do you want to talk about it?" a voice speaks up from next to you. you quickly look up, seeing zoro sitting right next to you. he's not looking at you, instead looking at the wall in front of the both of you. "it's okay if you don't."