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Title: 5 Days is Too Long for a Smoke Break
Characters: Cloud, Zexion, Kadaj, Zack
Location: All over Malaise :O
Rating: Probably no higher than PG. Or whatever smoking makes the rating to be. Drugs are bad, mmkay.
Summary: Zack's been avoiding his usual Malaise activities, and poor Cloudy can't find him :< Woe.
Date/Time: Day Fifteen/Mid-afternoon.
He wasn't down this hallway either.
Cloud folded his arms and huffed back unwanted tears. He was a big boy, he wasn't supposed to be crying. He didn't like being sad. Being sad just made him sadder.
But really, it was Zack's fault that Cloud was sad. All his fault.
Because Cloud wouldn't be sad if Zack was here. But unfortunately for the moment, and for the past five days, Zack was not here. Zack wasn't anywhere, no matter how hard Cloud searched or for how long, wherever he looked, no Zack here, and no Zack there.
A sob unwillingly escaped his trembling lips, and he immediately frowned for being childish. He was a big boy. He shuffled his feet down the hall, his one-size-too-big boots scuffing the floor and his two-sizes-too-big pants gathering the dirt and dust that scattered the hallway floor. Normally, this would be something Cloud noticed, and would be upset over for being too small to even fit into his own clothes. But not now; now he was busy focusing on trying to find his best friend, while also trying not to cry like a baby.
Another sob broke free, a single tear fell from his bright blue eyes, and he stopped in the middle of the hall to wipe his now free-flowing tears onto his sweatshirt sleeves.
"Where's Zack?"
Characters: Cloud, Zexion, Kadaj, Zack
Location: All over Malaise :O
Rating: Probably no higher than PG. Or whatever smoking makes the rating to be. Drugs are bad, mmkay.
Summary: Zack's been avoiding his usual Malaise activities, and poor Cloudy can't find him :< Woe.
Date/Time: Day Fifteen/Mid-afternoon.
He wasn't down this hallway either.
Cloud folded his arms and huffed back unwanted tears. He was a big boy, he wasn't supposed to be crying. He didn't like being sad. Being sad just made him sadder.
But really, it was Zack's fault that Cloud was sad. All his fault.
Because Cloud wouldn't be sad if Zack was here. But unfortunately for the moment, and for the past five days, Zack was not here. Zack wasn't anywhere, no matter how hard Cloud searched or for how long, wherever he looked, no Zack here, and no Zack there.
A sob unwillingly escaped his trembling lips, and he immediately frowned for being childish. He was a big boy. He shuffled his feet down the hall, his one-size-too-big boots scuffing the floor and his two-sizes-too-big pants gathering the dirt and dust that scattered the hallway floor. Normally, this would be something Cloud noticed, and would be upset over for being too small to even fit into his own clothes. But not now; now he was busy focusing on trying to find his best friend, while also trying not to cry like a baby.
Another sob broke free, a single tear fell from his bright blue eyes, and he stopped in the middle of the hall to wipe his now free-flowing tears onto his sweatshirt sleeves.
"Where's Zack?"