Disclaimer: Final Fantasy VII is not mine… ask SquareEnix.
16.06.06
ChaChaChar
Because I'm craving cloti and YunCyn is on hiatus. Warning: Beta? What beta? Please review. Thanks.
Stolen Glances
There was the splashing of water against the metal sink as she holds a glass underneath the running faucet.
Soft sounds of papers being shuffled, some crumpled and others reshuffled as he plans for the next day's delivery route.
Clinking noises of glassware as she puts them aside to dry.
A tap when he puts the pencil down and unfolds a map.
Barely distinguishable swish of cloth sliding on the silver counter top as she wipes it down.
Almost inaudible scritch of lead on paper as he makes notes on requisitions.
These little sounds only emphasized the dead kind of silence that engulfs the bar.
Denzel, crouched on the stairs hidden from view, sighed as he looked on. When the spiky blonde stole another glance at the long haired brunette from behind a yellow slip for the twenty-first time that night, Marlene could not help but do the same.
Marlene leaned closer to the boy beside her and whispered "If their eyes could clap, we'd be deaf by now."
"Yup."
"Is it 21 – 20?"
Denzel nodded but then the brunette flitted a quick look at the blonde as she hang the rag cloth. "Nope, they're tied at 21."
Just then the blonde, head bowed over a map, darted an upward glance to the brunette. "Ah, Cloud's leading again. 22 – 21."