Simplicity, Sin, Depression...and everything else.

Asshole

Reno's p.o.v:

     Omg. Just omg. There are barely any words to explain my hatred of this spiky haired douchebag. There are even fewer words to describe it without getting a weird look from...everybody (and I mean everybody.) I don't even know why this is happening, how did he know I had it in the first place? But regardless, I'm gonna kick his ass for doing it.

Audience, 

Cloud stole my goddamn candy corn.

      And its not even the fact he did it that pisses me off. Well it is, but its the fact that he's sitting in front of my desk eating the bag. I just bought the bag, which is more annoying than angering. I don't even know how he found it. I shoved it in my desk which I thought I locked. He's got the biggest grin on his face right now, which is strangely more unnerving than infuriating. Actually scratch that; its just creepy period.

He's such an asshole.

"Cloud you do know I'm gonna get you back for this right?"

"Mhm." Cloud's grin got even wider (if possible), tilting his head to the side as he shoved another handful of the confection into his mouth.

"How about instead of me pulling a massive prank on you, you could possibly just buy me another bag?"

"Not interested."

"Oh you're such an asshole."

"I know, you've said that like ten times in the past twenty minutes of me eating this bag of candy corn."

"How the hell did you even get in my desk anyways?"

Munch. "I've got my ways, I know my people who can get into your desk." Cloud crossed his feet on the edge of my desk.

"Who could you possibly----it was Elena wasn't it?" I put my paperwork aside and leaned on my desk to rub my temples.

"I don't reveal my sources, but if I told you he'd probably kick my ass." Cloud stood up and stretched, hefting his sword back over his shoulder. "Well its been fun, but I've got to get back to Tifa before she kicks my ass."

"Wha---hey, come back here, you still owe me a bag of candy corn!" I shot up from my chair to attempt to run after Cloud.

I say attempt, since Rude grabbed me by the back of the shirt collar as I was almost out the door.

"Yo Rude lemme go! I gotta chase down that spiky haired douche and get my candy corn back!"

"Reno how many times have we been over this? Rufus has more in his desk just ask him for a bag next time you're up there."

"Are ya nuts? Asking him for a favor is like asking Elena to have sex with me."

"Like that results in the same outcome."

"It does. Mutual disappointment and someone chasing after me while attempting to kill me."

"...okay nevermind I'll just ask Tseng for some."

"I don't think asking Tseng is any better."

"I didn't say you were the one asking him."

"Okay good point." 

            Rude chuckled and walked back to his desk, pushing his sunglasses further up his nose. I held my wrist up, looking at my watch and surprised that I spent like twenty minutes ranting about candy corn. That's slightly impressive and also kind of ridiculous. Okay incredibly ridiculous. 

"Reno."

Oh shit I think I'm in trouble. Again. Like the fifth time today. I turned and faced Tseng with a sickeningly sweet smile. "Greetings bossman."