( It was astonishing how bare the apartment looked ... )
She scooped up her half of the luggage, then freed one hand, reaching over to offer it to him. "I love you," she said. Unnecessary, but she liked saying it. "Are we ready?"
"When ain't we?" Reno smirked, leaning over to steal one more kiss as he took her hand. "C'mon, babe. Spira won't have no clue what the hell hit it when we get there."
Rikku took his hand and squeezed. And they walked, hand-in-hand, through the portal and on towards the rest of their lives.
(I am not tearing up, dammit. OKAY I AM. SHUT UP. This post was written with my winsauce partner-in-crime and BFF
raspberryturk, who has been the most amazing kickass shipmate ever. Yes, they're leaving, and no, they're not going to be alumni; they're going for good. It's time. We'll miss them. NFI, but broadcast is okay, and OOC is so, so, so much love.)
She scooped up her half of the luggage, then freed one hand, reaching over to offer it to him. "I love you," she said. Unnecessary, but she liked saying it. "Are we ready?"
"When ain't we?" Reno smirked, leaning over to steal one more kiss as he took her hand. "C'mon, babe. Spira won't have no clue what the hell hit it when we get there."
Rikku took his hand and squeezed. And they walked, hand-in-hand, through the portal and on towards the rest of their lives.
(I am not tearing up, dammit. OKAY I AM. SHUT UP. This post was written with my winsauce partner-in-crime and BFF
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