Library, Tuesday

[angelo_wings]

Rinoa didn't mean to be late to the library. She had just stayed up entirely too late with her filing system finally started, and had forgotten to set an alarm. Angelo usually woke her to be let outside, but -- wait, where was Angelo!?? OH. Right. Squall had her. Right, then.

Rinoa showered and threw on clothes in a hurry, and then packed up a stack of papers and dragged them in to the library with her. She had to hope Belle wouldn't mind. Paperwork seemed appropriate for a library.

(open / ocd-free / sp warnings in effect / it's one of THOSE days / sorry)

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[angelo_wings]

"Okay, I'm serious," Rinoa said, leaning over to kiss the kitten's head. "Movie night. Popcorn. I bring Squall, and you bring Fluffyboots."

She didn't mean that. She just looked up to see how violently he'd react to the most gag-inducing name she could think up on the fly.

[knight-fatali.livejournal.com]

"He is not Fluffyboots," Seifer growled. Seriously, Fluffyboots? He thought she was able to slow down her brain cells long enough for them to communicate, unlike Selphie.

I'm scared to ask what you call Squall."

[angelo_wings]

She cracked up at that.

"I don't have any pet names for him," she said. "Do you think I should? It would have to be something really obnoxious, so he'd get super cranky and sulk whenever I called him that."