FF7 Fiction
CHAPTER 5
Dania started to fold her napkin nervously, Vincent recognized this trademark moved, and his face was swept over with a pale shade. "Y-yeah, go on."
"Are you okay?" Dania noticed his nervousness as well, but he never looked this bad. Must've been his day for weird behavior.
"Yeah, j-just go on…"
"Okay. Last night I go so drunk I couldn't remember a thing. When I woke up this morning…"
Cloud was as white as a sheet, the right corner of his mouth twitched, and his eyes flitted among the group.
"I got out of there as quick as I could, and I don't remember a thing."
Vincent showed signs of relief, which left Dania perplexed. "Why do you all of a sudden look so relieved?"
"Oh, uh nothing… So you slept with him?" He said, and looked down at the napkin that Dania had now torn into little miniscule pieces.
"Well, I guess, as I said, I don't really remember. But I woke up with, you know, nothing on, so I'm assuming…"
"Cloud, tell us your side of the story." Tifa demanded.
"W-what do you mean? You heard the story."
"Not your part of it."
"Well…
"You must remember something. You were not so drunk you lost your bearings. You remembered where your own apartment was and you got me there somehow…" Dania helped fish for a story.
"I vaguely remember…"
"What do you remember?"
"I remember coming to the bar, and drinking… then um, leaving with you, and…"
"So you knew what you were doing!" Tifa screamed, drawing attention, then quieting down a bit more, " How dare you."
"I'm sorry, Tifa. Really, I am. I had no idea what I was doing or what it would do, I was drunk."
"Yeah, but you still knew what you were doing."
Cloud was silent for a while. Dania turned to Vincent. "Why are you acting so strange, and you didn't even get upset when I told you about what happened last night. You didn't even seem happy to see Cloud and Tifa, and you haven't seen them in years."
Vincent looked like an animal being cornered, and he looked at Tifa expectantly. "What?" She barked, and then she started to squirm uneasily in her chair.
Cloud turned his head towards Tifa, and she looked around as if trying to ignore the fact that everyone was expecting her to say something.
"What do you want!" Her eyes darted around to each of their faces.
Vincent widened his eyes to her and mouthed something.
"What are you trying to say?" Dania asked him, her anger level was raised a few notches and her curiosity piqued her.
"Tifa…" Vincent started to say impatiently, and Cloud noticed every move the two of them made.
"Are you not telling me something, Baby?" Cloud suppressed a smile as he turned his head to Tifa.
CHAPTER 5
Dania started to fold her napkin nervously, Vincent recognized this trademark moved, and his face was swept over with a pale shade. "Y-yeah, go on."
"Are you okay?" Dania noticed his nervousness as well, but he never looked this bad. Must've been his day for weird behavior.
"Yeah, j-just go on…"
"Okay. Last night I go so drunk I couldn't remember a thing. When I woke up this morning…"
Cloud was as white as a sheet, the right corner of his mouth twitched, and his eyes flitted among the group.
"I got out of there as quick as I could, and I don't remember a thing."
Vincent showed signs of relief, which left Dania perplexed. "Why do you all of a sudden look so relieved?"
"Oh, uh nothing… So you slept with him?" He said, and looked down at the napkin that Dania had now torn into little miniscule pieces.
"Well, I guess, as I said, I don't really remember. But I woke up with, you know, nothing on, so I'm assuming…"
"Cloud, tell us your side of the story." Tifa demanded.
"W-what do you mean? You heard the story."
"Not your part of it."
"Well…
"You must remember something. You were not so drunk you lost your bearings. You remembered where your own apartment was and you got me there somehow…" Dania helped fish for a story.
"I vaguely remember…"
"What do you remember?"
"I remember coming to the bar, and drinking… then um, leaving with you, and…"
"So you knew what you were doing!" Tifa screamed, drawing attention, then quieting down a bit more, " How dare you."
"I'm sorry, Tifa. Really, I am. I had no idea what I was doing or what it would do, I was drunk."
"Yeah, but you still knew what you were doing."
Cloud was silent for a while. Dania turned to Vincent. "Why are you acting so strange, and you didn't even get upset when I told you about what happened last night. You didn't even seem happy to see Cloud and Tifa, and you haven't seen them in years."
Vincent looked like an animal being cornered, and he looked at Tifa expectantly. "What?" She barked, and then she started to squirm uneasily in her chair.
Cloud turned his head towards Tifa, and she looked around as if trying to ignore the fact that everyone was expecting her to say something.
"What do you want!" Her eyes darted around to each of their faces.
Vincent widened his eyes to her and mouthed something.
"What are you trying to say?" Dania asked him, her anger level was raised a few notches and her curiosity piqued her.
"Tifa…" Vincent started to say impatiently, and Cloud noticed every move the two of them made.
"Are you not telling me something, Baby?" Cloud suppressed a smile as he turned his head to Tifa.