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He
should have realized something was wrong when the delivery boy
smiled at him. It’s been a long day. Some punk had taken a shot at
him, an old brothel madam had put him in a choke hold and then there
had been the stacks of paperwork waiting back at the office. All he
wants is peace and quiet.
She’s sitting in front of the TV when he walks in the door, as she
has been every night since he’s let her crash there. “Hi Reno,” she
remarks innocently as he takes off his jacket and tosses his keys on
the table.
He’s halfway to the kitchen for a beer when he trips over the box.
“What the…”
A blur of emerald in the corner of his eye followed by two arms
around his neck and a tasty mouth to kiss helps him ignore the
growing pain in his foot. “I bought you something!” she exclaims
happily.
He raises an eyebrow and nudges the gigantic box with his toe.
“How?” He’d left her here all day, and his wallet was…
Rydia smiles and waves the bit of plastic in his face. “Well, I saw
it on the…tele…televisor, and I knew you’d like it.”
Oh shit, she’d stolen his credit card. “Rydia, you didn’t…use
that card did you? To pay for this?”
She looks at him strangely. “It’s the same as using gil, isn’t it?”
Thinking of the mound of bills already gathering dust on the coffee
table, he collapses onto the couch and puts his face in his hands.
“No, it is not the same as using gil. What the hell did you
buy?” Her face goes as red as his hair then, and he wants to
strangle her.
She backs off and hovers in the corner. “It says that it cooks food
in seconds. A micro…microsomething?”
“I already have a microwave,” he complains. “How much did this
microwave cost?”
She mutters so quietly that he doesn’t hear her. Narrowing his eyes
at her, she looks to her feet. “17,000 gil…is that too much?” He’s
ready to faint. She sits beside him and kisses his cheek. “I’m
paying for this, aren’t I?”
“Yep.”
She leans her head on his shoulder and sighs, slipping the credit
card in between his fingers. “Sorry.”
“I forgive you.”
“Good,” she mumbles. “Because I bought eight of them.”
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