Tifa was pacing. Thursday had come too soon and she found herself wringing her hands anxiously, wondering where the two most important parts of this meeting were. She checked her calendar once more, making sure she wasn't worrying over nothing. She then double checked that everything that was easily broken was tucked behind something less so, just
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"I don't want to talk about it."
He shrugged her off and strode over to the bar, seating himself on one of the high stools.
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