. . . Why hasn’t he killed her already, again? His brow twitched. . . Twice.
“My decision is etched in stone.”
Tseng
Guffaws! Cheeks puffed!
"But you're so pretty, Tseng! You'd make a fortune modeling in clubbing attire. At least give it another thought. Pleeeease?"
🌙 𝑇𝑖𝑓𝑎 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐴𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑡𝘩 🌸
He’s not falling for her frown easily this time.
“Considering the last time you tried to convince me to be a girl? Yes. I don’t like it. Nor do I like being coerced into being one.”
Tseng
"Regret? It's an honorable title. You don't like it?" Feigns a frown.
🌙 𝑇𝑖𝑓𝑎 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐴𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑡𝘩 🌸
“Please don’t provide me reasons to regret my job, Aerith. . .”
Tseng
Hops directly in front of him. "That's right! Wear it with pride, Tseng. I know you won't let me down."
🌙 𝑇𝑖𝑓𝑎 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐴𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑡𝘩 🌸
“First. . . Turkey. . .”
He scoffed. Well? He’ll, at least, grant her merit for the originality.
