[The knock on the door startles Aerith into almost knocking a bowl off the counter, showering her in flour when she lunges to steady it. Blowing a strand of hair out of her eyes, she chances a look at the clock, and frowns a little.
Zack's never early. This is unseen circumstances, or it's someone else at her door, someone she probably doesn't wish to see. So, let's hope it's Zack, even if Aerith is currently covered in flour and looking incredibly silly. At least, it might get a laugh out of him - Aerith likes his laugh.
The thought, while harmless, makes her flush, and she takes a moment to scold herself, shaking her head at her own silliness before opening the door. There's no reason to delay, even if her heart is beating hard in her chest, worry that it might not be -
It is. A sigh of relief escapes Aerith, and then she tilts her head.]
You're early. [Then, she smiles, opens the door wider, showing him the mess she's made of herself, and pretending it's not there.] Come on in.
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Zack's never early. This is unseen circumstances, or it's someone else at her door, someone she probably doesn't wish to see. So, let's hope it's Zack, even if Aerith is currently covered in flour and looking incredibly silly. At least, it might get a laugh out of him - Aerith likes his laugh.
The thought, while harmless, makes her flush, and she takes a moment to scold herself, shaking her head at her own silliness before opening the door. There's no reason to delay, even if her heart is beating hard in her chest, worry that it might not be -
It is. A sigh of relief escapes Aerith, and then she tilts her head.]
You're early. [Then, she smiles, opens the door wider, showing him the mess she's made of herself, and pretending it's not there.] Come on in.