"Looks like a party," Rikku said, slipping an arm around Reno's waist. Which had to amaze the crap out of one of the Tsengs. The other, not so much. "Good thing we have snacks?"
Oooh, right, Tseng. The next bit was low enough that nobody else could hear.
"Be nice to Tseng."
Words that she might never have imagined herself saying.
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Date: 2010-10-02 06:06 pm (UTC)Oooh, right, Tseng. The next bit was low enough that nobody else could hear.
"Be nice to Tseng."
Words that she might never have imagined herself saying.