Streets of Edge, Wednesday Night (NFB-Distance)
Elena wasn't nervous. Actually, that was the weird part. She wasn't.
She had left work, showered, and changed into a dress that felt like it was appropriate, but not Trying Too Hard. And then, she and Tseng had gone to dinner, at one of the few nice restaurants Edge had.
Okay, 'nice' was subjective, but it had good food and passable atmosphere, and that made it better than most places in Edge right there.
And they had talked. About everything, about nothing, and she had just ... relaxed and enjoyed the evening.
And now, he was walking her home. She reached down to brush her hand against his while they walked. Just a suggestion.
"I bet you twenty gil that once you drop me off, you're going right back to the office," she teased.
She had left work, showered, and changed into a dress that felt like it was appropriate, but not Trying Too Hard. And then, she and Tseng had gone to dinner, at one of the few nice restaurants Edge had.
Okay, 'nice' was subjective, but it had good food and passable atmosphere, and that made it better than most places in Edge right there.
And they had talked. About everything, about nothing, and she had just ... relaxed and enjoyed the evening.
And now, he was walking her home. She reached down to brush her hand against his while they walked. Just a suggestion.
"I bet you twenty gil that once you drop me off, you're going right back to the office," she teased.