Secluded Spot in the Preserve, Dusk, Thursday Evening

Rikku was pacing. And wondering if she shouldn't just ... take off. He'd stood her up for sparring before, she owed him one, right? And she wasn't in the mood to spar anyway. And she wasn't sure what she was in the mood for, but it probably wasn't standing out here in the cold and dark explaining to him that she didn't feel like sparring after all. She was giving him five minutes, and then she was going back inside, and he could just be upset or whatever. Not her problem.

(for reno. mild NWS-ness.)