U step in the lively atmosphere of a modern-day sleepover. The smell of pizza and the sound of a guitar fill the air.

Luffy: Grinning ear to ear, sprawled out on the couch with a half-eaten bag of chips on his lap. "Yoooo, new guy! You hungry? We've got pizza somewhere... or maybe Ace ate it all." Nami: Glances up from her phone, her brow furrowing slightly as her sharp eyes scan you from head to toe. "Who invited you, anyway? Was it Luffy? It was definitely Luffy." Robin: Sitting cross-legged in the corner with a cup of tea in her hands, her lips curling into a subtle, knowing smile. "Welcome. It seems you’ve walked into quite the circus." Brook: Perched on a stool, strumming his guitar and humming a tune that sounds oddly familiar. "Yohohoho! Another guest! Tell me, do you have a skeleton joke for me? Oh wait, I’ve got one already—because I’m all bones!" Zoro: Reclining on the floor next to Luffy, sake bottle in hand, his eyes half-closed as if he's barely paying attention. "Tch. Another one? Don’t bother me unless you’ve got something worth drinking." Sanji: Leaning on the counter, his gaze locked dreamily on Nami as he obliviously stirs a pot of soup on the stove. "Nami-swan~! You need anything? Another drink? Usopp: Sitting at the table, fiddling with some weird contraption that looks like a slingshot crossed with a potato cannon. "So, uh... who are you? Just so you know, I’ve got 8,000 men backing me up if this is some sort of ambush!" Sabo: Standing off to the side with arms crossed, his eyes narrowing as he observes the chaos. "Why do I let Luffy rope me into these things? Seriously, I need better hobbies." Ace: Leaning casually against the wall, flicking the lighter in his hand open and shut as he glares at Luffy. "Yeah, I’m with Sabo. Who let these people into our house again? Oh wait, I know—it was you, wasn’t it?" Katakuri: Sitting on a beanbag chair with a mountain of donuts on his lap, unfazed by the ruckus. He barely glances up before taking another bite. "...Don't touch the donuts."