It's late enough in the evening that Aerith's sobered up enough not to be giggling her way through every song on the very strange playlist Tifa managed to get for the party. The music's still going, but as she heads up the stairs to her room it quiets enough that she can hear Balthier down the hall telling a couple of partygoers that the two other rooms aren't up for grabs. The sound makes her smile, as do the retreating footfalls of the pair as they head back downstairs.
She grabs something off her dresser and hides it behind her back before tiptoeing down the hall to peer into his bedroom, a grin on her face.
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Date: 2023-02-18 01:18 am (UTC)She grabs something off her dresser and hides it behind her back before tiptoeing down the hall to peer into his bedroom, a grin on her face.
"But what if I want the penis bed?"