[Tifa takes a little longer to prepare, but at least she won't keep him waiting for long. Wrapped in the plush red robe, she readjusts her high ponytail when she wanders into the waiting room, the sandals she's wearing announcing her arrival. She pauses to take a good look at Eustace, and a smile pulls at her lips.
He looks cute in those big, fluffy robes. She can't help herself.]
They're really going all out, huh?
[The hot, wet towels that were left in their change rooms, the comfortable robes that she wishes she could keep, the plush sandals that keep her toes warm... The vanilla fragrance mingling with the smell of roses is making her head spin, and it turns the music into a soft lull that could put her to sleep the moment she lays on the massage bed.
Not that she has an issue with any of it, but they've really committed to the theme.
Almost as if they were listening for them, the masseuse couple peek through the door to the room to beckon them inside the moment Tifa finishes the thought, the pair of them holding hands as they lead them to the dimly lit room awaiting them. The massage beds are set not far apart—surprisingly close, in fact—and the woman ushers Eustace over to one while the man brings Tifa to the other.
"Alright, if you would please disrobe. We'll give you two a minute~!"
With a wink, they scurry out, whispering excitedly about something amongst themselves as they shut the door behind them.
...
Tifa turns her back to Eustace and, with a glance over her shoulder as if to say "no peeking!", she slowly slides the robe off. It won't matter much—she opted for the halter, but!]
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He looks cute in those big, fluffy robes. She can't help herself.]
They're really going all out, huh?
[The hot, wet towels that were left in their change rooms, the comfortable robes that she wishes she could keep, the plush sandals that keep her toes warm... The vanilla fragrance mingling with the smell of roses is making her head spin, and it turns the music into a soft lull that could put her to sleep the moment she lays on the massage bed.
Not that she has an issue with any of it, but they've really committed to the theme.
Almost as if they were listening for them, the masseuse couple peek through the door to the room to beckon them inside the moment Tifa finishes the thought, the pair of them holding hands as they lead them to the dimly lit room awaiting them. The massage beds are set not far apart—surprisingly close, in fact—and the woman ushers Eustace over to one while the man brings Tifa to the other.
"Alright, if you would please disrobe. We'll give you two a minute~!"
With a wink, they scurry out, whispering excitedly about something amongst themselves as they shut the door behind them.
...
Tifa turns her back to Eustace and, with a glance over her shoulder as if to say "no peeking!", she slowly slides the robe off. It won't matter much—she opted for the halter, but!]