Maybe I should have thought this through a bit more.
And damn, I wish I had remembered how fucking weak I was. Am. Whatever.
Cloud struggled to do his thirtieth push-up, sweating and trembling with the effort. Damn it! Just a few days ago he could do a hundred push-ups without even breathing hard!
The door slammed to the practice room slammed open and running footsteps approached. "Whoah, hey there, trooper! Slow down, you're gonna hurt yourself!"
Cloud's arms collapsed. Not daring to believe it, he rolled over and stared up...into a face he'd never thought to see again.
Zack Fair stood peering slightly worriedly down at him.
And Cloud Strife, savior of the world (twice), had no idea what to do.
