The Lunatic Cafe

While he was once a common face within the Cafe's walls, Cloud now felt like a stranger as he made his way toward the bar. Even if he had shed the despair of his sins, the blonde hero was still the quiet type, only politely nodding in the direction of faces he recognized but not stopping to chat.

Taking a place at the bar, he looked for his usual companion but she seemed to be nowhere in the immediate vicinity. Fortunately there were others there he recognized and with a single raised finger of his gloved hand toward them, he knew he could get what he wanted without having to ask for it. Managing at least a half-smile for the sake of manners, he then turned his cerulean gaze around the Lunatic Cafe without a destination in mind.

Maybe he was wrong to assume she'd be here.