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“You tell me. I wonder what you did to get yourself hurt like this.” Tifa said as she had white bandages and started to wrap it around his injured arm. Hopefully it would stop the bleeding. At least for the mean time. Probably would be best if he doesn’t move around too much. Maybe she hadn’t knew too much about him. Other than from Cloud but.. he probably would end up being stubborn about this.

He chuckles a bit awkwardly, uninjured arm going up to scratch at the back of his neck. “Ah, I was just training and the practice dummy uh....” Oh how he did not want to admit his own silly mistake. “I forgot it’s one of the ones that kinda hits back and it knocked me over.”

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“A coffee date..? A-are you sure, Cloud? You never ask for that sort of thing.” Not once had Tifa heard him make a suggestion like this before. It wasn’t a bad thing. Maybe he just.. wanted to catch up with her and just speak to one another. With just the two of them. In a way, it brought a smile to her lips and gazed into his direction, not minding it at all. “If you aren’t busy or anything, I wouldn’t mind that coffee date of yours. After all, you were the one that brought it up. So DON’T try to get outta it, you hear?”

It wasn’t every day Cloud found himself with a day off and Tifa was the best company to have. The idea didn’t seem too crazy to him but he returned a small smile when she joked about him trying to leave. “How long’s it been since we’ve sat down and had coffee? Wouldn’t dream of getting out of it.”