Tifa Lockhart opens her inn room door to talk with Barret Wallace at Kalm. Also Aerith Gainsborough is there!
[the following alt text is copied directly from the fic because my hand hurts]
“T-Tifa!” he yelped out. “Ha ha! Was looking all over for you!”
She crossed her arms and leaned into the door frame. “Well, here I am.”
“That you are.” He visibly swallowed, eyes flitting about and refusing to latch onto hers. “So, uh... did you and Aerith trade rooms or something?”
“No?”
He blinked, then his jaw dropped. “Wait... then is she—”
“Do you need something, Barret?”
“I, uh... well, the thing is... we were... about to head out? Sort of? Kind of late in the day, already. Me and the others didn’t know where you were at or when you’d be down.” His brows furrowed. “You missed breakfast, girl!”
A gasp sounded from inside. “Wait, we missed it?!”
Barret reeled back with a dramatic flourish. Tifa smacked herself in the face.
Drawn after reading a super-cute AerTi fic!
The fic: archiveofourown.org/works/370385...
#aerti #FinalFantasyVII #ffvii #ff7 #art #comic 2023