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Word of Day: Merged
Word Count: 158
Warnings: No spoilers
Cloud strained his ears and cursed softly when his call transferred to voicemail for the fifth time. Outside the weather may be sunny but inside, shadows were sprouting again, gnawing at his nerves like a swarm of termites on wood.
He didn't bother leaving a message. There was no point. If Tifa had her phone she would've answered by now so why waste time on words that neither she could hear nor sum up the amount of dread gripping his chest.
Minutes dragged past as his paranoia grew, warping the faces of each passerby. Suddenly his pocket vibrated and Cloud's fingers instinctively groped for the call button. "Tifa?"
"Sorry, I was stuck at the shop." Her voice was clear.
Cloud relaxed. His world brightened, slowly merging back with normality. After he swung his leg over the bike, he turned on the ignition.
"Forget that. Where are you now?"
The last ghost had melted away.
An: do people read these? I always imagine its like grabbing a cyber mike and shouting 'testing, testing. one two three.' So *claps cheerily* hopefully there's an audience out there reading, or skimming. or sitting looking. Get those eyeballs darting across the page.
Other than that, know this is a writing practice with a random word generator. Criticism is obviously welcome. I'm aiming for daily updates but who knows. Social lives are pesky things. I confess I haven't played the game - I've watched cutscenes! - but the movie had me glued to the monitor, popcorn in one hand and kleenex in the other to wipe away the drool so forgiveness, understanding, tips and all that good stuff would be appreciated.
Ta.