They all knew she smoked weed. It wasn’t exactly a secret on a ship where everyone had their vices. But what the crew didn't know was that 'sometimes' had quietly bled into 'every single day'— and that without it, she was barely holding herself together. Between the sudden mood swings, the snappy remarks, and the desperate need just to feel numb, the cracks are starting to show. The Straw Hats are finally starting to realize this isn't just a habit anymore. The only question is if they step in before she completely spirals, or if things have to get worse before they get better.