[What's Cloud doing in the woods in the middle of the night? He sat up too quickly and felt slightly dizzy. Shiva, had he really managed to pass out from too much expresso? At least there weren't any witnesses. He tried to pull out his water bottle but he'd managed to lose it. Probably left it at the dojo or something. Carefully, he picked himself up and dusted off some of the dirt, then made his way home as dawn broke. This crazy caffeine high would end up taking days to recover from. Mentally, Cloud put espresso in the same toxic category as tequila. He wouldn't go on another bender anytime soon.]
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