[Lightning whips up his spine as Clive traces his jaw. He clamps down on it and watches Clive fetch the tips.]
[Cid wobbles his way back stage with shot glasses in hand. He pulls his heels off and slings them under a vanity.]
Since when have you been the one changing the plans?
[He lands his ass on one of the stools, legs wide as he hunches over and pulls out a smoke. He lights it with magic before Clive can object, thinking less about his feelings and more about the smoke.]
no subject
[Cid wobbles his way back stage with shot glasses in hand. He pulls his heels off and slings them under a vanity.]
Since when have you been the one changing the plans?
[He lands his ass on one of the stools, legs wide as he hunches over and pulls out a smoke. He lights it with magic before Clive can object, thinking less about his feelings and more about the smoke.]