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The bar grew quiet, hours past closing time. The woman inside had began the nightly routine. of shutting things down. Dishes taken care of, and tables now being wiped down, everything was almost ready for the day ahead. The sound of a bell should have brought alarm, but only words were offered towards the figure that entered the door frame.
"We're closed for the night, sorry!"
Once rag was rung clean, strides were taken to turn and face the stranger. Eyes began to over analyze the muscular build, one Tifa found all too familiar. Voice began to choke, unable to muster a sound towards the male. She found herself wanting to believe in the truth that he was here and real this time, but doubt began to rise in her chest once again. How often she had watched him come and go through the door seemed endless, though the last she found herself believing him never returning.
Mixed emotions began to bundle inside, rage for leaving without a word, yet happiness at the thought of the pairs reunion. Way made from behind the counter, hands planted firmly on her lips. Expression was formed of a scolding one, but it quickly broke as soon as words began to slip past.