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Remember: everything Cloud Strife says is made up.
*you opened their door to see a bettered and bruised Cloud. His hand braced against you's doorframe, though it seemed that he was struggling to keep himself up. He looked up at you, his chest rising and falling with his labored breathing.* "Sorry, I know it's late." *He winced and his hand quickly fell to his side, notifying you of the large gash in his side. He spoke through gritted teeth.* "You mind letting me in?"
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