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characters: Cloud Strife and Tifa Lockhart
location: Warmhearth Tavern
time: Around 7 pm after this
rating: PG?
open/closed: Closed!
Tifa looked around the tavern, a little nervous as the clock ticked closer to 7 pm. Her shift was over for working, but she had asked to borrow the kitchen to prepare a meal for herself and Cloud, and had received the okay from her boss. When she had gotten off at 5, she had started to make dinner, preparing a meal of chicken breasts, garlic potatoes, and some blackberry tarts for dessert. She just hoped Cloud would enjoy it; despite the fact that he had said to surprise him, she always still a little concerned.
Now that dinner was almost done, she made sure the table was set up and sat down, folding her hands in her lap. Though she had asked him to come out, she didn't know what exactly this was. A friendly dinner? A date? Well, she wanted it to be the latter, but of course she wasn't quite sure what was going through Cloud's mind.
Whatever the case, it wasn't all that important now.
location: Warmhearth Tavern
time: Around 7 pm after this
rating: PG?
open/closed: Closed!
Tifa looked around the tavern, a little nervous as the clock ticked closer to 7 pm. Her shift was over for working, but she had asked to borrow the kitchen to prepare a meal for herself and Cloud, and had received the okay from her boss. When she had gotten off at 5, she had started to make dinner, preparing a meal of chicken breasts, garlic potatoes, and some blackberry tarts for dessert. She just hoped Cloud would enjoy it; despite the fact that he had said to surprise him, she always still a little concerned.
Now that dinner was almost done, she made sure the table was set up and sat down, folding her hands in her lap. Though she had asked him to come out, she didn't know what exactly this was. A friendly dinner? A date? Well, she wanted it to be the latter, but of course she wasn't quite sure what was going through Cloud's mind.
Whatever the case, it wasn't all that important now.