Characters: Cloud Strife, Reno
Content: Some time off from recent events.
Location: Pete's Tavern
Time: Night (BACKDATED TO
THIS POST)
Warnings: Alcohol abuse, stupid behaviour, swearing.
He wasn't quite sure why or how he'd agreed to wait for the red-headed Turk outside of his temporary 'home'. And to go drinking, no less. He had never been drunk before, hadn't even thought of it back at ShinRa. It hadn't mattered then.
So... why?
He wanted to relax? Gods knew he needed it after everything. Even if it was going to be with a Turk he didn't fully trust. Shivering a little under his thick, gray sweatjacket, glowing blue eyes pierced the darkness of the night, glancing up and down the street for any sign of the other man. He was coming on... motorcycle, right? They still had those here?
Whatever.
He'd been waiting for a half-hour already, the night air growing steadily cooler, and the apartment complex behind him remaining eerily quiet. Eve had already been tucked into be while Aya was out. He'd made sure of that. He'd be back before she woke up anyway. She didn't need to worry anymore, not over him.
So he slowly lowered himself onto the sidewalk, to sit down and wait.