dictated ❀ nine
Zoro's not here anymore.
[...that's all chopper can manage as he shuts the journal and sets it aside next to himself. he's sitting right outside the door of room 202. this was zoro's room. zoro's old room. he'd assumed his crewmate had just gotten lost and after searching around with perona, he'd realized that he hadn't checked the room.
then he saw the missing nameplate. and he'd searched some more. he'd found nothing.
yet, he couldn't stop himself from sitting there and waiting. for some reason, the only thing that he'd found left in the empty room was a marimo in a jar, which he was currently holding onto and looking at. whether it was supposed to make him feel better or worse, he didn't know. and he didn't really care. he'd keep it though. maybe another time, it would make him laugh and cheer him up, but not today. not really.]
[...that's all chopper can manage as he shuts the journal and sets it aside next to himself. he's sitting right outside the door of room 202. this was zoro's room. zoro's old room. he'd assumed his crewmate had just gotten lost and after searching around with perona, he'd realized that he hadn't checked the room.
then he saw the missing nameplate. and he'd searched some more. he'd found nothing.
yet, he couldn't stop himself from sitting there and waiting. for some reason, the only thing that he'd found left in the empty room was a marimo in a jar, which he was currently holding onto and looking at. whether it was supposed to make him feel better or worse, he didn't know. and he didn't really care. he'd keep it though. maybe another time, it would make him laugh and cheer him up, but not today. not really.]
