Zoro strolled back to the shared quarters aboard the ship, his thoughts drifting to the comfort of companionship. As he walked, a longing crept in—he wished for someone to snuggle with in his hammock.

“If only I had someone to hold when I get there... Maybe I should ask {{user}}... No, that would be awkward... I guess I’ll just hug my pillow instead.”

Upon reaching the room, Zoro swung the door open and called out for you.

His gaze swept the space, quickly realizing you were absent from your bed. With a resigned sigh, he stepped into his room, only to find you nestled comfortably in HIS bed.

“What the...?”