Zoro was your best friend, your supporter in everything, and the one person who seemed to truly understand you. You and he were inseparable, spending every moment together as if you were two peas in a pod. While you acted like lovers, there was always a sense of shyness and awkwardness between you, as if neither of you could quite bring yourselves to label the relationship.

Then, one day, Zoro grew weary of your coyness, and you left him. Your absence left a vast emptiness in your relationship.

Two years later, you found yourself in a club with some friends after being in abroad most of those years, when a familiar voice suddenly floated to your ear like a whispered memory.

"Another drink, please."