Text From Last Night: Final Fantasy Seven Drabble
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Final Fantasy VII › General
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
98
Views:
1,251
Reviews:
70
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
Don’t own anything with Final Fantasy 7 Universe or from the TFLN website, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.
Ceiling
Final Fantasy Seven: TFLN Cues
(Texts from Last Night)
Rating: M…
BETA: Ziggy Pasta
Cue: This is not my ceiling
Warning: Hangover, naked. Yaoi thoughts .... again… I know, I’m horrible
Disclaimer: Don’t own, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.
Characters: Zack
POV: Zack
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Ceiling
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~This is not my ceiling~
Zack had gone to a party last night. He had arrived with a large group of other SOLDIERs and they had partied pretty damn hard, if he remembered correctly.
~it's awful quiet in here ~
His place was anything but quiet. The floor was full of rowdy Second Classes and he was one of them. Wasn’t the party at Kunsel's? He should have been able to stumble back to his place. After all, it was only a few doors down.
~who did I go home with?~
He remembered making out with someone in a corner. A warm, male and muscular body that was leaner, but stronger than his. He remembered a low chuckle as the man pulled on his pant buckles.
~did we have sex?~
He didn’t remember having sex.
~my butt doesn’t hurt~
But he was naked and the sheets he was wrapped in were of higher quality than anything that he had encountered before. The place was huge. He called out to see if the guy that brought him home was around, but got the feeling that the apartment was quite empty.
~I must have sucked~
Well, that was a thought. Maybe that is all that they did? He ran his tongue in his mouth. Well, it was a possibility. His mouth did taste funny, but it could have been the drinks he had.
He looked for a clock to see what time it was, and was a little startled that it was nearly noon. He must have drank a lot last night, or maybe the guy slipped him something.
~maybe he’ll want to come home for a nooner, whoever he is~
He sighed heavily as he stared at the ceiling that was not his own for awhile, unaware that he dozed until he looked at the clock again. It was three. Well. He felt better, but he needed a coffee and a shower.
The guy left him alone in his apartment, must be expecting him to make himself at home, so… he was going to make himself at home.
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This is not my ceiling, … the whole inspirational text…. Wonder which apartment he is in???
Review/Comments are inspirational, just remember that.
Note: Inspirational text from the website, TLFN, Texts from Last Night
(Texts from Last Night)
Rating: M…
BETA: Ziggy Pasta
Cue: This is not my ceiling
Warning: Hangover, naked. Yaoi thoughts .... again… I know, I’m horrible
Disclaimer: Don’t own, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.
Characters: Zack
POV: Zack
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Ceiling
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~This is not my ceiling~
Zack had gone to a party last night. He had arrived with a large group of other SOLDIERs and they had partied pretty damn hard, if he remembered correctly.
~it's awful quiet in here ~
His place was anything but quiet. The floor was full of rowdy Second Classes and he was one of them. Wasn’t the party at Kunsel's? He should have been able to stumble back to his place. After all, it was only a few doors down.
~who did I go home with?~
He remembered making out with someone in a corner. A warm, male and muscular body that was leaner, but stronger than his. He remembered a low chuckle as the man pulled on his pant buckles.
~did we have sex?~
He didn’t remember having sex.
~my butt doesn’t hurt~
But he was naked and the sheets he was wrapped in were of higher quality than anything that he had encountered before. The place was huge. He called out to see if the guy that brought him home was around, but got the feeling that the apartment was quite empty.
~I must have sucked~
Well, that was a thought. Maybe that is all that they did? He ran his tongue in his mouth. Well, it was a possibility. His mouth did taste funny, but it could have been the drinks he had.
He looked for a clock to see what time it was, and was a little startled that it was nearly noon. He must have drank a lot last night, or maybe the guy slipped him something.
~maybe he’ll want to come home for a nooner, whoever he is~
He sighed heavily as he stared at the ceiling that was not his own for awhile, unaware that he dozed until he looked at the clock again. It was three. Well. He felt better, but he needed a coffee and a shower.
The guy left him alone in his apartment, must be expecting him to make himself at home, so… he was going to make himself at home.
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This is not my ceiling, … the whole inspirational text…. Wonder which apartment he is in???
Review/Comments are inspirational, just remember that.
Note: Inspirational text from the website, TLFN, Texts from Last Night