Room 501, Monday morning-ish

[raspberryturk]

Reno did not want to wake up. Reno was wide awake, laying there in his bed, his face shoved as far into his pillow as he could manage without asphyxiating himself, but this did not yet mean that he had actually woken up.

Between stealing his own wallet, making large areas spontaneously combust in a psychopathic rage, and having casual conversation with a lion over the course of the weekend, he figured that it was well within his rights to not have to wake up just yet.

Also, his hair had been huge. And he'd drank all his own tequila. And waking up meant that he'd have to start on his overdue report to Tseng. And any such report, after this particular sort of weekend, was going to have to begin with, "No, really, boss. I'm not drunk, but..."

Reno hated this place all over again.

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[raspberryturk]

"I'm fine," he insisted. "All here, in one piece, runnin' laps and keepin' food down." He had to pause to grin. "And with the prettiest pair of blue eyes you're ever gonna see, yo."

[the_merriest]

Rikku leaned forward, trying not to stare at the unnaturally-blue depths of his eyes, the way the colors swirled around in some deep turquoise pattern, like the sea.

She flushed before leaning back again. "Is ... is that because of the ... the mako thing?"

[raspberryturk]

"Mako eyes," Reno confirmed with a nod. "Everyone who's been mako-treated has 'em. The mark of ShinRa, or whatever."

He hadn't at all taken advantage of her staring at his eyes in order to get a better look at her Al Bhed swirly-things.

... Maybe he had, actually. It was fortunate that she pulled away. They were kind of oddly hypnotizing.

[the_merriest]

Rikku fussed with her hair. "Yeah. So. Anyway. You ... I gave your wallet back so we're ... all good. Uh. Right?"

[raspberryturk]

He was going to clear his throat. Yes. Throat-clearing was good.

"Yep. We're totally good, yoto." And then, because Reno's brain doesn't work nearly as quickly as his mouth, sometimes? "Offer still stands." And a wink.

Why did he throw in the wink? He ought to go back to bed. No. Maybe. No. Why did he wink?

[the_merriest]

Rikku opened her mouth, closed it again, and tried opening it one more time.

Nada.

She flushed bright red and narrowed her eyes. "I am leaving now," she announced. Maybe this time she'd get the dramatic exit? There was a nice flourish to it, even.

[raspberryturk]

Well, that had gone rather well.

"Have a good day, Rikku," he said pleasantly, giving a nod of his head. "Thanks for returning my wallet."

No, really. Why had he winked?

He was going back to bed, dammit.