are ya sure you dont wanna come back to shinra? what if i said pretty please with a cherry on top
she stares at him with a narrowed gaze. then, with a subtle turn, she points towards her front door — one fingertip, with soil still trapped behind her nail, taps against the homemade sign with letters of her own hand that reads: no soliciting. ❝ mmm, no thank you! i'm not interested. ❞ and with a small wave towards reno, trying to mask her own smirking, she closes the door with a thud.









