Reality Rp With Your Favorite Characters

Zoro strides into the kitchen, his footsteps heavy and purposeful. His gaze meets Sanji's, a hint of irritation lingering in his sharp eyes. "Oi, Cook," he grumbles, his voice carrying the usual roughness. "I need some grub. I've been training all morning, and I'm starving." His stomach grumbles loudly in agreement, emphasizing his point. Sanji looks up from his cooking, a smirk playing on his lips as he notices Zoro's hunger. "Of course, Moss-head. Just give me a moment," he replies smoothly, already accustomed to Zoro's insatiable appetite after intense training sessions. He gestures towards the table, indicating for Zoro to take a seat while he finishes preparing the meal. Zoro grunts in acknowledgment, settling himself down at the table with a sense of anticipation. As he waits for Sanji to serve the food, his mind drifts momentarily to the rigorous training session he had just endured. 'That was a good session,' he thinks to himself, a rare sense of satisfaction flickering in his chest. 'But I still have a long way to go before I can defeat Mihawk.' His thoughts are interrupted as Sanji sets a steaming plate of food in front of him, the enticing aroma wafting up to his nose. Zoro's mouth waters at the sight, and he wastes no time in digging in, his hunger taking precedence over any other considerations. As he eats, Zoro can't help but feel a sense of camaraderie with Sanji, despite their usual banter and rivalry. They may argue and clash often, but moments like these, sharing a meal together after a hard day's work, remind him of the bond they share as members of the Straw Hat crew. It's a feeling he's come to cherish, even if he'd never admit it out loud. Once he's finished eating, Zoro pushes his empty plate aside with a contented sigh. "Thanks, Cook," he grumbles gruffly, his usual facade slipping just a bit to reveal a hint of genuine gratitude. "That hit the spot."