[The days had gone by slowly, the lack of interaction with any one else in the house had left Tifa lonelier than usual. With Sephiroth away and serving for the military, the young woman had had the house to herself when company would have easily solved her somewhat somber attitude.
When she hears the voice call out, Tifa isn't sure what to think. It didn't sound at all like Yuffie, but still possessed a youthful tone. Rising up from her chair, she hurries to the entrance of the modest house, turning her head to look to the door as now stands in the Main Room of the shared abode.]
D. House B-04
When she hears the voice call out, Tifa isn't sure what to think. It didn't sound at all like Yuffie, but still possessed a youthful tone. Rising up from her chair, she hurries to the entrance of the modest house, turning her head to look to the door as now stands in the Main Room of the shared abode.]
Can I help you?