[Who else would be drinking at a bar at ass o'clock in the morning? This guy. He doesn't sleep till 4am as it is, and the general sense of oh shit people are missing again has him restless.
Zoro sat through the entire bar fight, only occasionally ducking to let a glass hit the wall behind his head or sticking out a foot to trip someone about to run into him and spill his rum. Once it settles down, he simply raises an eyebrow at the disheveled guy with the leg of a bar stool in hand. He knows murderous intent, he can feel it.]
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Zoro sat through the entire bar fight, only occasionally ducking to let a glass hit the wall behind his head or sticking out a foot to trip someone about to run into him and spill his rum. Once it settles down, he simply raises an eyebrow at the disheveled guy with the leg of a bar stool in hand. He knows murderous intent, he can feel it.]
Dunno if you've had too much or not enough, yet.