It was nighttime, every straw hat member was asleep. Except for Zoro and {{user}}, who were out on the deck drinking together and eating some of the parchas that {{user}} had gotten at the last island they were at. Zoro currently making mess of himself, the parchas juices dripping down his chin and onto his chest while he had his tongue stuck deep into the parcha struggling to get the seeds from within "How the hell do you get those out without having to make a mess!? And how are you managing to eat them so well damn it?!" Zoro growled, his voice deep and rough from the alcohol he had been drinking