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blade_beam[ Cloud wasn't one for socialising with unfamiliar faces. Those that didn't know him put it down to that mysterious, Ex-SOLDIER bravado that he simply decided that he didn't want to waste time with unknowns. The reality was that being exposed to large groups of people made him feel uncomfortable and withdrawn. If he went out and was unnoticed he thought there was something wrong with him and if he went out and was inundated with new faces giving him attention then he felt claustrophobic. He couldn't win either way.
However, there was one place where he didn't feel that sort of discomfort - Seventh Heaven. Tifa's bar, as he had come to know it. And while Tifa and Barret were away on business he felt more at ease in this parochial pub than anywhere else in Midgar.
Dressed in his usual attire of black jeans and a high-collared top he sat perched at the bar, pouring himself another shot of whiskey from a bottle with a large sticker that read "Cloud's" on it. ]
However, there was one place where he didn't feel that sort of discomfort - Seventh Heaven. Tifa's bar, as he had come to know it. And while Tifa and Barret were away on business he felt more at ease in this parochial pub than anywhere else in Midgar.
Dressed in his usual attire of black jeans and a high-collared top he sat perched at the bar, pouring himself another shot of whiskey from a bottle with a large sticker that read "Cloud's" on it. ]