Reno
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+ quick. Think they eventually figured out there was some kinda method to my madness and just let me run a little wild.”
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Reno paused mid-bite, spoon still in his mouth as he mulled it over. Damn, it’d been a while since he’d looked that far back.

His brows knit together as he sifted through memories of his early ShinRa days.
“Ehh, not really. I am allergic to authority and had to build a tolerance to that reeeal +
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Reno munched thoughtfully on the few crisps he’d snagged, eyes flicking toward her as he listened in. No one was jumping to mind, and when she trailed off, he didn’t push—just let the quiet stretch while he pieced together her clues.

“…Yeah. That sure as hell ain’t Tseng.”
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He would accept any aid she will offer.
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He gave a nod, scooping another spoonful into his mouth.

“Oh yeah, I’d say it was definitely a mix of both.”
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“Huh, fair point. Though I’m not so sure about the whole ‘home country’ bit—hell, I never asked. Guy’s a total enigma.”
He tilted his head slightly, curiosity flickering in his eyes.
“Alright then… what’s your type?”
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“…Fine,” he muttered, narrowing his eyes even further at the man.
“Nothing happened.”
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And he will quickly put a change to that—
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He let out a scoff, playful and light.
“Oh, absolutely! No way I’m even gonna try to outshine that. But hey—while you’re skilled in finding places like this, I’ve got a stash of sneaky little hidden treasures tucked away~”
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You know temptation is his weakness...
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Reno narrowed his eyes at the man, suspicion flickering across his face.
“Riiight… clearly, that was a whole lotta nothing.”
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He accepted the offer, plucking a few crisps between his forefinger and thumb.
“Thanks. I mean—dunno, but seems like plenty of women get all starry-eyed over the guy.”
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“Ooooooh.... Now ya given me two good options. Should we go for the latter one? Fancy some horror flicks.”
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+ handling it with a rare kind of care.
“I dunno… feels like we oughta make this a tradition,” he mentioned, voice low and thoughtful.

Food had become their thing, their quiet ritual. And right now? Reno wasn’t ready to let that go.
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This was more than enough to satisfy his sweet tooth—possibly for the next decade. Reno wasn’t usually one for sugary indulgence, preferring the salty and savoury side of life. Still, every now and then, a sweet treat was too good to pass up.

He kept his attention on his half of the goblet, +
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Juuuust, gonna, lay himself over her.
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He grinned, “Saying you know them better than I do? Kinda vague, don’t ya think?” After all, he had files on just about anyone worth knowing.

He paused, sifting through the mental roster.
“Tseng?”
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He will happily be her human blanket.
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“Mmm, you’ve got good taste. Think I’ll tag in on those hot wings—and hell, might as well grab one of those monster chicken buckets while I’m at it and make a real feast out of it, ya know?"

He smirked, gradually inching the car forward as the queue began to move again.
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+ dipped into mock dread; he didn't know the lad too well, but enough for his liking and to earn a groan.
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“Just ‘alright’, huh?” Reno’s smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, eyes narrowing with playful suspicion. Was she holding back? But then she dropped the bomb that he apparently knew the guy pretty well. That had his brows shooting up. “Wait, I do? … Tch—don’t tell me it’s Cloud.” His tone +
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+ opened his eyes again, they found hers and he gave her a slow, genuine smile over the mound of dessert.

They were probably like a couple of kids, tucking into it with high hopes to finish this delight together.
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Reno scooped up his spoon, not in any rush, but with that same old habit—trying to pile everything on in one go like it was some kind of art form. He took a bite, eyes fluttering shut as a low, pleased hum slipped out. “Damn… that’s somethin' else,” he murmured, voice warm. When he +
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“Yeah?” he arched an intrigued brow. “Is he alright? —Do I know him?” his lips quirked, ready to fish out the teasing jabs.