[So many of their memories have sharp edges, waiting to be unexpectedly brushed up against in the confines of their minds. But... not all of them. Some of their memories are sweet and silly and safe. Tifa thinks its important to remember those sometimes.
And so she giggles at his groan, eyes curving, pleased. She waits until the server that appears right about then takes their order but as soon as the man's gone again she leans forward and touches one of the long strands of Cloud's hair that hands in front of his blue blue eyes.]
It was cute. You were cute. But I think the ponytail was definitely a little boy thing.
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And so she giggles at his groan, eyes curving, pleased. She waits until the server that appears right about then takes their order but as soon as the man's gone again she leans forward and touches one of the long strands of Cloud's hair that hands in front of his blue blue eyes.]
It was cute. You were cute. But I think the ponytail was definitely a little boy thing.