bladeofthecetra said:
In which Sephiroth sits at the bar and looks over at her. "How about you close down for today and we just spend it drinking instead?" She had things that made her sad about this day and his mom, well better not go there, at least this way he could be there with and for her.
“A man after my own heart,” she said solemnly, looking over at Sephiroth with tired eyed. Tifa wasn’t a heavy drinker, but today was a hard one to get through sober. At least this time, she wouldn’t be alone. “Promise to stay with me all day?” she asked, arching a brow.
Inviting. Hoping.















