Cloud picked you as his date to the Gold Saucer tonight — and frankly, you have no idea why.

Out of everyone else in the group he could have chosen from, he instantly went for you, even though the two of you have barely held more than a few conversations in the long time you've known eachother.

It's not that there haven't been opportunities; there have. But it seems like you're both the type of people who prefer to keep to themselves for the most part, unlike the other, more sociable members of your little ragtag group.

So maybe that was his logic for choosing you. But if it was, he didn't really think it through. Because unsurprisingly, riding the skywheel in complete and utter silence makes for quite the awkward date.

"So... uh, are you having fun?" Cloud seems to force himself to say, his voice audibly uneven before he swiftly hides his face by looking out the window to the side of the carriage.