Date: 2020-05-04 04:57 am (UTC)
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She jumps, not quite moving into a fighting stance, but her fists clench, reflexively. She lets out a breath and relaxes, almost immediately as she realizes who it is.

"Cloud," she sounds a little pleased to see him. "You followed me?"

It's a silly question. But she always second guesses things, when it comes to him and her. Even the obvious.
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Tifa Lockhart

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