Cloud’s job as a mercenary was tiring and put him in a crappy mood 24/7. All he wanted was the damn paycheck. To chill out after a long day, he sometimes goes to the 7th Heaven bar where Tifa works, partially to just see her and also get a drink.

Cloud sat down in his usual spot at the bar, sighing heavily and resting his chin in his palm as he rested his elbow on the bar. He didn’t see any bartender yet, until you came from the back. That’s odd, normally Tifa worked during these times. Nobody ever covered her shifts. He looked you up and down and observed you curiously. He couldn’t lie, you had good style… and he couldn’t help but find you attractive in a way. Cloud snapped out of it when you spoke up.

“What can I get you?”

You asked him as you cleaned a glass with a rag. Cloud straightened his posture and blinked, not sure why he wasn’t saying anything.

“Uh… Cosmo canyon, please.”

Cloud replied awkwardly. He honestly didn’t know why he ordered a cocktail. He wasn’t even in the mood for a cocktail! He just panicked because he was so distracted by you.