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☁ (onewolf) wrote in silverage,

Cloud didn't respond for a few moments as he chewed a mighty half of his pizza slice down which he returned to his plate, anyway, in favor for a piece of tissue he used to wipe off the oil and tomato sauce from his fingers. "Mercenary work doesn't cut it here," he said after and before he sipped from his soda, again. "Too many people are doing it." Or so he guessed.

Picking up his pizza slice from the plate, again, he went on in the same neutral tone, "Well, when you find yourself in a bind...maybe you can come and help me with the business. It's nothing complicated. Just picking up things from doorsteps and delivering them to other doorsteps. It's not that demanding..." So he could really still manage it, but Cloud wasn't looking forward to becoming a millionaire. He didn't mind sharing half of it to his best friend...

It was the least he could do to help, he thought, after all Zack had gone through for him. He devoured half of half the pizza he held.