A/N: How did school sneak up on me so suddenly? Suddenly I have three books to read an four papers to write! Blegh...Anyway, sorry for the delay, meant to post this up awhile ago. #19's already written, but still in the notebook, so until I type it up, you guys will have to wait. (Don't worry: I only have a few more days until I hit the two month deadline, so you'll be seeing a flurry of entries!)
Disclaimer: All properties of Final Fantasy VII are the brainchildren of Square Enix.
Note: For those of you not aware of the 30 Kisses challenge criteria, we writers have to include a theme. Duh, Sienna, you're probably saying. Well, with this theme, they creators left a note next to challenge #18 - "Say ahh..." claiming that arrogant guys say this. That being said, I hope the theme carries over.
Entry #18: "Say Ahh…" - Manliness
Reno loved his wrinkled suits; really he did. Rude loved his crisp and clean, Elena silk and expensive, but rough, un-ironed cotton suited him just fine. He wasn't a fan of the fancy pin-strips or the hidden pockets. He didn't care for cashmere or velvet, and if a salesman ever tried to hand him a matching hat, he'd put a bullet to his brain before the guy would even have the chance to recognize a gun.
Reno loved his whiskey; the burning sensation that slid down his throat was a sort of solace to him. Rude liked his tequila, which led Reno to suspect that Rude wasn't just an old white guy. Yet again proving herself to being the only female Turk at the moment, Elena loved her white Zinfandels. White wine was for wusses, Reno was convinced, and should a barkeep ever set a wine glass before him, he'd put a bullet to his brain before the guy would even have the chance to recognize a gun.
So when Reno walked into the house that night to find that Yuffie had thrown him a surprise birthday complete with a new silk suit and an expensive bottle of Cabernet, his "Say ahhh…" attitude died a little bit more.
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