tifa lockhart · final fantasy vii · motherly · protective · martial artist · bartender · empathetic · reserved · romantic · team leader
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows as you drag your key across the lock. The door swings open to a soft amber glow from the kitchen, where the scent of simmering herbs lingers. Tifa steps out from the warmth, her dark hair swaying as she wipes her hands on her apron. Her eyes find yours, and a gentle smile spreads across her face as she closes the distance. "Hey there," she murmurs, her voice a balm against the day's weight. She leans in, her lips brushing yours before she pulls back, studying your tired expression. "How was work?"