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[December 1] [FF VII] the later day
Title: The Later Day
Date/Theme: December 01st / E come vivo?
Series: FF VII
Character/Pairing: Tifa, Cloud, others
Rating: G
The windows are thrown wide open and a few bars of music drift through, piano, not the most expertly played.
Tifa hands around the drinks in their polished old glass, smiling widely as Marlene attaches herself to her leg with a shriek and Reno nearly upends his beer over Rude’s bald head.
Cloud has one foot up on the stool next to his, elbow resting on the bar. She pokes him in the side and puts a mug in his hands. “Drink up,” she tells him firmly, as he looks up at her.
Cloud puts the mug to his lips and tips it back – unfortunately, just as shoves their chair back too fast and starts a chain reaction of shouts and hands grabbing to save drinks that eventually knocks down the stool Cloud’s foot is resting on. He falls forward and catches himself on the bar but the beer spills down his front, the laughter only rising with his startled curse.
Tifa shoves a bundle of napkins into his chest and goes to find the mop, her smile wider than ever.
Date/Theme: December 01st / E come vivo?
Series: FF VII
Character/Pairing: Tifa, Cloud, others
Rating: G
The windows are thrown wide open and a few bars of music drift through, piano, not the most expertly played.
Tifa hands around the drinks in their polished old glass, smiling widely as Marlene attaches herself to her leg with a shriek and Reno nearly upends his beer over Rude’s bald head.
Cloud has one foot up on the stool next to his, elbow resting on the bar. She pokes him in the side and puts a mug in his hands. “Drink up,” she tells him firmly, as he looks up at her.
Cloud puts the mug to his lips and tips it back – unfortunately, just as shoves their chair back too fast and starts a chain reaction of shouts and hands grabbing to save drinks that eventually knocks down the stool Cloud’s foot is resting on. He falls forward and catches himself on the bar but the beer spills down his front, the laughter only rising with his startled curse.
Tifa shoves a bundle of napkins into his chest and goes to find the mop, her smile wider than ever.