[There are a lot of familiar pieces in here, but there aren't enough unfamiliar ones for her to draw any conclusions about who this room could belong to besides Avalanche. There was no bed and no laptop, but she'll eat her words if that isn't their whiteboard, or their table, or even the grates on the floor.
But—]
Cloud...
[Tifa shakes her head and slumps onto the bed, her eyes fixed on him, helpless.]
I feel like I'm going crazy. First the bar and now this?
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[There are a lot of familiar pieces in here, but there aren't enough unfamiliar ones for her to draw any conclusions about who this room could belong to besides Avalanche. There was no bed and no laptop, but she'll eat her words if that isn't their whiteboard, or their table, or even the grates on the floor.
But—]
Cloud...
[Tifa shakes her head and slumps onto the bed, her eyes fixed on him, helpless.]
I feel like I'm going crazy. First the bar and now this?