There was a knock on the door.
"Not again." Squall rolled his eyes as he got up from his comfortable position on his couch. He hated being interrupted while doing anything. Okay so he wasn't really doing anything, but hey, that wasn't the point.
He walked over to the door of his dorm room and looked through the little peep hole. He swore to God that if it was Zell one more time with another hot dog request he was going to have to pull out the gunblade. Much to his surprise, it wasn't Zell, but a very nervous Selphie. Why she was there was beyond him. He hadn't really talked to her much since the whole time compression thing a few months earlier. Reluctantly he opened the door.
She was standing there with her head down and her hands folded in front of her, swaying back and forth as she usually did. She looked up for a moment, but proceeded with her swaying.
He sighed, his okay you win sigh and opened the door wider. "Alright come in."
She nodded quietly and stepped into his room. She looked around for a moment, but seemed confused.
Squall touched the bridge of his nose in that what did I get myself into sort of way and then motioned for her to sit down. "What brings you here?"
Selphie sat on the couch and he sat in the chair across from her. He wasn't much for diving into people's problems, but she had come here for a reason and what ever the reason was, it was serious. Selphie wasn't her usual self.
She looked at the floor tilting her head to one side, trying to think of a way to put it without hurting him. She never wanted to ever hurt him.
"It's about Rinoa."
Squall looked up and straight at her eyes. He hadn't talked to Rinoa in weeks. Not since the big huge break up they had, when he inadvertently decided that she wasn't good enough for him anymore. That's what he gets for opening his big mouth instead of being the quiet one as usual. "What about Rinoa?"
Selhpie looked like she was about to burst into tears. Squall awkardly put his hand on her arm in hopes of some comfort, but he wasn't really one to comfort anybody. He couldn't even keep hold of someone he loved.
"She…….. she…….. she's dead."
"Not again." Squall rolled his eyes as he got up from his comfortable position on his couch. He hated being interrupted while doing anything. Okay so he wasn't really doing anything, but hey, that wasn't the point.
He walked over to the door of his dorm room and looked through the little peep hole. He swore to God that if it was Zell one more time with another hot dog request he was going to have to pull out the gunblade. Much to his surprise, it wasn't Zell, but a very nervous Selphie. Why she was there was beyond him. He hadn't really talked to her much since the whole time compression thing a few months earlier. Reluctantly he opened the door.
She was standing there with her head down and her hands folded in front of her, swaying back and forth as she usually did. She looked up for a moment, but proceeded with her swaying.
He sighed, his okay you win sigh and opened the door wider. "Alright come in."
She nodded quietly and stepped into his room. She looked around for a moment, but seemed confused.
Squall touched the bridge of his nose in that what did I get myself into sort of way and then motioned for her to sit down. "What brings you here?"
Selphie sat on the couch and he sat in the chair across from her. He wasn't much for diving into people's problems, but she had come here for a reason and what ever the reason was, it was serious. Selphie wasn't her usual self.
She looked at the floor tilting her head to one side, trying to think of a way to put it without hurting him. She never wanted to ever hurt him.
"It's about Rinoa."
Squall looked up and straight at her eyes. He hadn't talked to Rinoa in weeks. Not since the big huge break up they had, when he inadvertently decided that she wasn't good enough for him anymore. That's what he gets for opening his big mouth instead of being the quiet one as usual. "What about Rinoa?"
Selhpie looked like she was about to burst into tears. Squall awkardly put his hand on her arm in hopes of some comfort, but he wasn't really one to comfort anybody. He couldn't even keep hold of someone he loved.
"She…….. she…….. she's dead."
