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[coraza]

[it would figure that cloud would get exactly zero heads up on whether the other rooms in the townhouse would get filled up by others. granted, he doesn't particularly care, nor has he been around too often to make an assessment of the situation; perhaps he should, but at this point it's too late to do anything but accept it happening.]

[this all stems from cloud having stepped out of his room and down the stairs into the kitchen, expecting to find the old rocker taking ownership of the couch—not a stranger, standing about, causing the blond to stiffen and halt his steps.]

[it takes a moment for him to force words out, past his usual awkwardness.]

...Johnny didn't mention any visitors.

[where the hell is he, anyway? cloud hesitates a moment before walking past the doorway, hugging the wall opposite the man who is now here. for once, he doesn't have a sword strapped to his back and is wearing something other than his uniform, but looks tense nonetheless—shoulders tight and back straight, eyeing v warily.]