I had the notion that you’d make me forget the world.
WHO: Rinoa Heartilly (gonna_fly_away) and Seifer Almasy (kissmygunblade)
WHAT: A reunion of sorts.
WHERE: Town Inn
WHEN: Day 254
She wasn’t terribly sure about the inn. One index finger was tapping light and idle onto her chin, while she stared at the building, head tilted to the side. They didn’t, per se, have a no dog sign, after all. Honestly, though, it was easier to worry over if the inn allowed pets, compared to thinking about well... Seifer showing up.
Squall certainly wouldn’t be happy.
Boys, through and through. Rinoa missed him plenty, but she was more than willing to accept Seifer’s company. No matter what the others thought - Seifer was still a friend in her book.
See, it was much easier considering rooming!
Making a face at her own thought process, she shook her head as if dislodging the thought. Dropping her hand, she sighed and glanced down to Angelo. The dog’s ears perked, dark eyes raising to happily meet her owner’s.
“Just don’t tell Squall and he can’t be grumpy, right?” She murmured, kneeling down beside Angelo and holding one finger to her lips quickly. “It’s a secret.” Picking up a smile, Rinoa pushed her fingers into Angelo’s fur and over her in gentle strokes. Maybe it wasn’t that serious.
WHAT: A reunion of sorts.
WHERE: Town Inn
WHEN: Day 254
She wasn’t terribly sure about the inn. One index finger was tapping light and idle onto her chin, while she stared at the building, head tilted to the side. They didn’t, per se, have a no dog sign, after all. Honestly, though, it was easier to worry over if the inn allowed pets, compared to thinking about well... Seifer showing up.
Squall certainly wouldn’t be happy.
Boys, through and through. Rinoa missed him plenty, but she was more than willing to accept Seifer’s company. No matter what the others thought - Seifer was still a friend in her book.
See, it was much easier considering rooming!
Making a face at her own thought process, she shook her head as if dislodging the thought. Dropping her hand, she sighed and glanced down to Angelo. The dog’s ears perked, dark eyes raising to happily meet her owner’s.
“Just don’t tell Squall and he can’t be grumpy, right?” She murmured, kneeling down beside Angelo and holding one finger to her lips quickly. “It’s a secret.” Picking up a smile, Rinoa pushed her fingers into Angelo’s fur and over her in gentle strokes. Maybe it wasn’t that serious.