Tifa smiled to herself as she watched the last of her customers leave the bar for the evening, closing the door behind them, and slipping all of the locks into place. The rebuilt 7th Heaven was a thriving business, an integral part of the ever growing Neo Midgar, a city that was being built up from the remains of the past, and she wouldn't of had it any other way. Tifa made her way back over to the bar itself to run a warm, wet cloth over the top, rubbing a little to make the surface shine. It felt strange to go back to being a bartender, after having saved the world, but in her mind she knew that it was the right thing to do. She had no other home to go to, and given the world had almost gone to hell, everyone could do with going somewhere to relax and forget their worries.
Yawning, Tifa stretched her slender arms high above her head, closing her eyes as she felt her shoulders tense, then sink in relaxation. It was rewarding work, but it was hard work, and left Tifa with a lot of late nights to contend with. Making sure that everything was switched off for the night, Tifa made her way upstairs, to the small apartment she lived in above the bar. She was exhausted, and the thought of a hot bath and snuggling down into her bed was the one that appealed the most to her. Tifa padded into her apartment and made for the bathroom right away, turning on the hot taps and letting the bath tub fill up with water. Sitting down on the edge of the bath, Tifa leant down to peel her shoes off, before undoing the belt that clipped her black skirt into place. As it fell about her ankles, Tifa gazed down at herself for a long moment, frowning as her thin fingers felt over the slightly rounded curve of her stomach.
"I've got to cut down on the free drinks," Tifa admitted to herself on feeling the considerable beer belly that was sticking out from underneath her cropped white top, a perfect curve of flesh that felt warm to the touch, "I forget how many calories are in those things." She pulled her top off to join her skirt down on the floor, before climbing into the hot, bubbly bathwater. She closed her eyes, relaxing as she sank down into the water completely, her long dark hair curling in soft tendrils in the water about her. She could forget about the bar for a moment, about her worries over Cloud, about the beer belly that was starting to show given her skimpy work uniform.
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