[ The quiet after the storm was always displacing. With everything that happened in Midgar, Tifa's thankful for the respite, but it also allows too much to think about the things lost and the precarious mission ahead. The others in the group keep her mind occupied throughout the day, but the nights are the worst. At night, when others lay sleeping, Tifa's mind is drawn back to Jessie, to Seventh Heaven, to... everything.
Under the assumption that others are asleep, Tifa slips away. There's comfort in their presence, but she doesn't want to accidentally wake them and get caught. They're all handling it so well so she's self-conscious in her struggles.
It's a beautiful night. The stars are loud in the sky and the weather fair. Tifa sits on a jutting rock structure just slightly out of sight of their chosen camping spot. The warm breeze causes slight goosebumps on her bare arms, and everything should calm her down, but the ghosts of a recent past refuse to be muted. ]
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Under the assumption that others are asleep, Tifa slips away. There's comfort in their presence, but she doesn't want to accidentally wake them and get caught. They're all handling it so well so she's self-conscious in her struggles.
It's a beautiful night. The stars are loud in the sky and the weather fair. Tifa sits on a jutting rock structure just slightly out of sight of their chosen camping spot. The warm breeze causes slight goosebumps on her bare arms, and everything should calm her down, but the ghosts of a recent past refuse to be muted. ]