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Tifa, need your help with something. ...actually, you too, Stella, Aerith. ...and you too, Zack.

Also, I haven't heard from Cid for a while; I'm going by his place. I'll let you -Tifa- know if I find something.

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Aerith's a little liberal, in case you haven't noticed.

I like a girl who's open-minded.

Suit yourself.

You make me nervous when you get all sullen like that, y'know.

Sorry.

[Sigh. There's not much Zack can do with this.]

[C'mon Cloud stop being such a negative nancy-boy.] Sorry. Just...not good at dealing with changes. I'll get used to it, sorry.

Yeah, we'll manage. It's pretty new for us too, so you're not alone there.

[Okay, apparently this isn't going to be possible.]

Yeah.

I gotta go, actually; I'll see you when I get home.

[Cloud, you're retarded.]

Oh... uh... okay. See you then, I guess.

[True to his word, Cloud does go seek out Zack when he finally gets back home. He brought a peace offering.] Zack?

[Sweet deal, pizza. Good thing Zack hasn't cooked yet.] Hey, Spike. Feeling better?

[Feeling- oh. No, not really. Here, have your favorite.] Yeah, I'm fine.

Good to hear it. Sweet, you brought home dinner! [Good try, Cloud, but Zack can read your transparent bullshit any day of the week. He'll indulge you a little, though.]

Yeah, this one's yours. [Because he's not dumb enough to think one pizza would satisfy their entire household.]

Thanks, Spike. [Since he's hungry and his manners generally fail, he's just going to dig in. He does offer it out to share, though.] Felt like having mercy on us and not trying to cook yourself?

[Cloud turns it down. Bacon on pizza? Bleh.] Yeah, figured you and Aerith were getting sick of feeding us.

[Zack grins and shrugs. Silly Cloud, disliking something epic.] See, you'd all die of starvation or something if we moved out.

I'd figure something out. [He's lying. He'd resort to begging.]

[Zack knows that too.] If you say so.

[Cloud half-leans against a nearby desk, folding his arms and just being awkward in general before piping up.] ...look, I uh...I'm sorry if I act kind of strange for a while.

[Oh boy, and here it comes. Well, he'll at least try to be understanding about it.] Kind of strange?

Awkward. [Useless hand gesture here.] More than usual.

Can I ask why? [He's really wanting to know, Cloud, don't just brush him off. :|]

...I have to get used to you and Aerith dating, is all. Sort myself out.

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