As if burned, Yuffie got off of Squall, though not off of his bed; she settled on the end, perched, watching him with a sudden look that spoke vulnerable more than chick-who-comes-into-your-room-at-night-for-a-laugh. But the expression was gone as quickly as it came, and it seemed Yuffie's usual overconfident demeanor came back on, her dark eyes looking over Squall deliberately before she began to laugh a little--harsh, choking laughes that were certainly not because anything was funny.
"Geez, someone give you a tampon," she said. "What's the problem? I just came to give you a visit. There's no reason to get all butthurt and upset over it, Leon." She shot him a dark glance. "And there's nothing wrong with me! There's definitely something wrong with you though."
Oh, sure it was understandable that someone would get upset with a friend breaking and entering his room--after all, that was illegal. But Yuffie ignored that fact, put on her defensive because of Squall's aggressiveness. She could do whatever she wanted, including breaking and entering his room! He was so... so...
"Geez, someone give you a tampon," she said. "What's the problem? I just came to give you a visit. There's no reason to get all butthurt and upset over it, Leon." She shot him a dark glance. "And there's nothing wrong with me! There's definitely something wrong with you though."
Oh, sure it was understandable that someone would get upset with a friend breaking and entering his room--after all, that was illegal. But Yuffie ignored that fact, put on her defensive because of Squall's aggressiveness. She could do whatever she wanted, including breaking and entering his room! He was so... so...
"You're too moody," she muttered.
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