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i. wandering star
She was laughing at something stupid he said; he can't remember what it was. All Seifer can recall was the taste of his last cigarette, and the feeling of his hands on her waist.
He had picked her out of the busy crowd from the beginning of the night. A confident girl in a slinky black dress with a sneaky smile pursing on her pink, gloss coated lips; maybe she secretly spotted him too. A few words were shared before she moved close enough to him that her ear gracefully grazed the edge of his mouth. She said she couldn't hear his sentences, but it was an excuse to smell the cologne on his chest.
"Rinoa," he muttered under his breath; it sounds sweet.
Her fingers were interlaced with his as they walked in circles around the city trying to find her car.
"Wait Rin," Seifer breathed, but Rinoa's tongue was in his mouth before he could finish.
Too bad she didn't want to know how he hasn't felt this way before.
"Fuck it, let's take the train.” Seifer wrapped his jacket around her. "We'll find your car in the morning."
The last of his gil was spent on a hotel room in Deling.
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