Squall sat on his bed, toweling himself off. They'd all needed long, hot showers after their adventures in Sookie's world. His brand-new expensive tuxedo was completely ruined, but that was fine by him. He'd sealed it in a garbage bag before he went to shower. Sookie's vampires were MESSY ( Read more... )

Squall laid in bed and stared up at the ceiling. After everything that happened last week and this weekend, he had a lot to think about. Good things. On the other hand, Rinoa seemed to be avoiding him, and he wasn't sure what was up with that. Maybe she was just nervous? ...After all, there had been a lot of things to think about.

(For one, ( Read more... )

Squall didn't have anything to do other than sit around and stare at things, so he might as well do it on the floor in the hallway outside Rinoa's room, right ( Read more... )

( Quistis had called him back for pointless, stupid, frustrating reasons, and Squall was not happy... )

Squall considered himself lucky that nothing of his had become human this weekend. Fandom was weird enough as it was, and he didn't need the extra hassle of something like that ( Read more... )