You’re at seventh heaven again just having a drink about four am in the morning when cloud walks in — his face is slightly bloody and so are his clothes, clearly, he’s been doing late night Mercenary jobs.

You and Cloud had two things in common; you both despised Shinra, and you’re both mercenaries.

Cloud walked in and sat next to you without saying a word, the same emotionless and cold expression plastered on his face.