[It might be a little embarrassing—for her, not him—to open it here. What if he doesn't like it? At least then, it would just be the two of them, and not dozens of other people who Tifa feels like are watching them, as if they're the center of the universe, when she knows that isn't the truth.
But before he can say anything, she's dragging him off again to look around before they do go back. She'll stick to the market, only leaving when the crowd starts to thicken, and with several more bags and boxes in tow. More snacks, some artisan wines and a case of beer to match, some cheeses, fruits... Anything to support these locals.
It's surprising how busy this part of the city has become since they left the hotel, or at all for that matter. If Tifa had known about this district sooner, she would have visited more often. It's exactly the kind of place she'd love to spend shopping, if she had the money for it, and who knows... maybe even a great spot for a bar... All of those thoughts occur to her as they make their way back to their room, with Tifa still clinging onto Eustace's arm as best as she can with all of their newly purchased goods. Her nose and cheeks are rosy from the cold but being next to him is more warmth than she needs.
And when they arrive back at their room, she's the first to lay out everything on the table, and she goes for a pack of strawberries first, taking it with her to the bed for them to share.]
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[It might be a little embarrassing—for her, not him—to open it here. What if he doesn't like it? At least then, it would just be the two of them, and not dozens of other people who Tifa feels like are watching them, as if they're the center of the universe, when she knows that isn't the truth.
But before he can say anything, she's dragging him off again to look around before they do go back. She'll stick to the market, only leaving when the crowd starts to thicken, and with several more bags and boxes in tow. More snacks, some artisan wines and a case of beer to match, some cheeses, fruits... Anything to support these locals.
It's surprising how busy this part of the city has become since they left the hotel, or at all for that matter. If Tifa had known about this district sooner, she would have visited more often. It's exactly the kind of place she'd love to spend shopping, if she had the money for it, and who knows... maybe even a great spot for a bar... All of those thoughts occur to her as they make their way back to their room, with Tifa still clinging onto Eustace's arm as best as she can with all of their newly purchased goods. Her nose and cheeks are rosy from the cold but being next to him is more warmth than she needs.
And when they arrive back at their room, she's the first to lay out everything on the table, and she goes for a pack of strawberries first, taking it with her to the bed for them to share.]
That was fun. My feet are killing me, though.