[ The night's dragged on long and longer for the time being, with the festivities moving away from food trucks to live acts. The covers Aerith can hear, faintly, over the buzz of conversation and food being cooked, are calling out to her, but the person she wants to spend some time with before skedaddling to do her own thing, again, isn't around the stage. She left him with a basket of flowers and instructions to price them how he wanted, and they could split the earnings later. Her own basket is empty now, and she's already eaten, so it seems like prime time for a...
✨ date ✨? Maybe. Cloud's frame is distinctive, chocobo hair and all. Picking him out of a crowd is no problem. ]
Officer Strife! Fancy meeting you here.
[ Popping in behind him, Aerith stands with her hands behind her back, swinging from side to side with a smile. ]
CLOUD.
✨ date ✨? Maybe. Cloud's frame is distinctive, chocobo hair and all. Picking him out of a crowd is no problem. ]
Officer Strife! Fancy meeting you here.
[ Popping in behind him, Aerith stands with her hands behind her back, swinging from side to side with a smile. ]
How about I borrow you for a bit?