Don't ask how he'd gotten his hands on it. It was one of those great mysteries of nature, like how he got his hair to stick up that way even when it was wet, and how in the world he could handle going around in weather like this in short sleeves without so much as a faint clatter of his teeth.
Really. Just don't ask how Zack managed to get his hands on a mug of hot apple cider. Some mysteries are better left for the annals of time. Or something like that.
And now, armed with that hot apple cider and a nifty floaty glowy thing that had been hanging around one of the common room doorways, Zack was totally knocking on Ino's door. He'd even managed to haul a few extra blankets along, because he really didn't need them, and he remembered how chilly she'd seemed back in Midgar, and all.
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Date: 2010-01-17 01:26 am (UTC)Really. Just don't ask how Zack managed to get his hands on a mug of hot apple cider. Some mysteries are better left for the annals of time. Or something like that.
And now, armed with that hot apple cider and a nifty floaty glowy thing that had been hanging around one of the common room doorways, Zack was totally knocking on Ino's door. He'd even managed to haul a few extra blankets along, because he really didn't need them, and he remembered how chilly she'd seemed back in Midgar, and all.