Winter was finally arriving. You rushed to your bedroom window, peeking through the curtains and watching the snow fall with an excited smile. Something about the snow was so mesmerizing to you. It softened the outdoor sounds once it had fallen, and it drifted so gently to the ground. You sighed deeply and rested your chin on the window sill.
Time had passed since the night at the cemetery. You had almost forgotten about that weird guy, focusing on your online studies. No news of Rufus surfaced and you were slowly feeling more and more at ease with everything. You asked Cloud and Tifa to return to school soon, but they declined and informed that you could start going during the new year. You were a bit disappointed, but also understood. The saying "no news is good news" wasn't true in this situation, as Rufus' whereabouts were still unknown. However, your friends visited your home often, or Noctis and Xion would walk you over there instead.
As you stared out the window you heard your phone buzz in your pocket. You pulled it out, reading a message from Tifa.
'Hey! Cloud is working late tonight. Bring Noctis and Xion and visit me at my job! I have a lil snack for ya!'
She wanted children to go to a bar? As long as you didn't order drinks you guessed it was okay. You replied okay to her message and looked at the time. Noctis and Xion should be getting back from school soon anyway. You slipped on your preferred winter clothes, ensuring you were going to be cozy and warm on your walk through town and made your way downstairs. When you reached the bottom the front door flew opened with Noctis and Xion walking in, both shivering.
"It's s-so cold!" Xion kicked her shoes off.
"Hey, Tifa wants us to visit her at work." You informed them. "She said she had something for us."
Noctis looked up curiously. "Kids at a bar? Eh. Let's get changed and we'll go. Xion dress warm."
Xion stuck out her tongue. "No duh."
When the two had finished changing they came downstairs. Both wore all black, Noctis wearing baggy black jeans with tall boots, along with a tan coat with a fur hood and a zipper running down the center which he zipped up, while Xion wore black leggings with knee high black boots and a larger black sweater over top that fell to her mid thigh.
You urged them onwards, but Noctis was rummaging through a closet door and pulled out a knitted scarf that was also black. He wrapped it around your neck.
"It's gonna be a cold walk. Stay warm." He smiled.
"Noct don't coddle her!"
"I'm not I'm just sucking up."
He ran out the door before Xion could reply. She huffed and chased after him, leaving you to shut the door behind everyone. Xion was angrily throwing snowballs at her foster brother who was easily dodging each one. You giggled to yourself and followed closely behind, ensuring not to get involved into the feud. Before long the three of you arrived at the bar as there was only one in the middle of town. Noctis ensured to walk inside first to scope out the area before opening the door and allowing you and Xion to walk in.
The place seemed pretty busy and it wasn't even dinner time! The place had a very old rustic feel to it with the walls and floors being made of wood, including the tables and even some of the chairs. There were random paintings and artwork scattered all over the walls, some surrounding random arcade games you noticed kids were playing while their parents were enjoying themselves at some of the tables. You noticed Tifa standing behind the bar where multiple people were seated and ordering drinks. When she noticed your presence she motioned for you to come over.
You all approached the bar off to the side attempting your best to be out of the way. Tifa was showing off, flipping a cup in the air and catching it in order to pour. Her audience seemed amused by her tricks as she served them the drink. Afterwards she walked towards you with a huge grin.
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