Intoxicated
A Yuffentine oneshot... An extremely short one. I don't own Yuffie or Vinnie... Isn't that sad? -dejected sigh-
Her eyes are always glazed over, like she's intoxicated; but she's just excited... All the time. From running around the house for hours on end with a towel cape tied around her shoulders, to sitting and staring at the wall, simply letting her mind wander aimlessly. Always so excited, always so full of life, always smiling. Maybe the glaze is what makes the silver shine so brightly.
Intoxicated constantly, and not even old enough to drink.
Surprisingly, her eyes are a dull and depressed, and absoluetly sober shade of gray when she comes down the stairs earlier than normal this Saturday morning.
"My favourite Moogle is missing." She sniffs.