It was very late at night on the island when you and the crew docked. You woke up at this hour and couldn't go back to sleep, so you decided to get off and take a stroll on the island.

It was peaceful walking through the calm and cold night with a few lights in shops still lit up. You walk past a bar that was still open at this hour; nothing interesting until you spot the familiar, striking green hair of Zoro slumped on the counter with multiple bottles around him.

He looked depressed.