(Closed) friends

[lingeringwill]

WHO: Terra & Prompto
WHERE: Pizza Port
WHEN: May 30th, noonish?
WHAT: Terra and Prompto meet up for lunch to reconnect after years of not speaking. They have many regains, but will their friendship become one of them??? Probably.
WARNINGS: cool bois eatin pizza

[It had been such a long time since the last time they hung out--Terra can't even neccesarily remember it. The boys meet up outside of the restaurant, and heading inside, Terra looks up and down his old friend, heart pumping fast. He's so...thin. Attractive. Well, objectively attractive. So different, like a completely different person, almost. There's an awkward remorse that keeps his eyes dancing around a bit.]

Man, look at you, look at you...[Terra waves politely, a sheepish smile on his face.]

It's...good to see you again, man.

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[mercurio]

[prompto ends up snorting, putting his hands on his hips. he's trying to appear bigger than what he is! because no matter how much more thinner he is as opposed to last time terra saw him, standing next to terra makes him painfully aware of how he needs to buff up his scrawny arms a bit.]

[but his smile is sincere despite the awkwardness]

Yeah! It's been, what, a couple of years? I grew up a bit, despite the forecast.

[no more thick glasses over his eyes and he lost his baby fat. an active member of society, now.]

Plus, [pointing up at his hair] I discovered gel.

[lingeringwill]

[Terra laughs quietly. And then a little bit louder, and louder, as if laughing for every laugh he missed out on over the years.]

I bet you discovered girls too, huh? [He playfully knocks his wrist against Prompto's shoulder, like he would when they were kids.]

Tell me what's going on in your life these days, dude.

[mercurio]

[prompto perks up at the familiar touch, relaxing in his attempt to peacock, and instead slamming down on a booth's seat.]

Yeah! I'm not super lucky though. They're all always out of my league...

[his cheeks flush (it's true; his romantic conquests have been pathetic, at most, puppy love at first sight, etc)]

I'm more into photography though. Got a scholarship a year ago, so I'm working hard!

[see: the camera hanging from the strap around his neck]

[lingeringwill]

Oh boy, I'm working most night at Club Sunshine to pay for school, and little Prompto goes and gets a photography scholarship.

[He takes a seat carefully, before leaning forward and exclaiming:]

That's freaking awesome! Do what you love, man. [It's weird. They were never really more than friends. Terra would help him out every now and then, but they weren't exactly brothers. Even so, seeing him now, doing so well for himself. He feels proud of him. Proud and...a little sad. That he was too wrapped up in his own feelings to keep being there for him.]

Staying out of trouble?

[mercurio]

Ah, hey...

[it is true; they aren't quite close friends, never were, but the impact of terra's words manage to scramble prompto into embarrassment. it's nice to hear a sort of approval of sorts, validation, from people he's looked up to, one way or another.]

[and terra was someone prompto really admired back then (and even now, despite everything)]

I, I still work! I work as a freelancer and I deliver things around town. I still gotta pay for other things, y'know...

[rubbing at his nose, he decides to hide his otherwise flushed (he's pleased) face behind the menu, pretending to look through the options for pizza.]

I do what I can. Isn't Club Sunshine a shady kinda place anyway...?

[lingeringwill]

If ReVA needs some photography for...something, I'll definitely tell them to hire you. [Big thumbs up from ya boy]

It's not shady at all. I mean, okay, it seems shady, but my job is to make drinks for and sweet talk to people all night. Sometimes the people are very cute. [Wink.]

...Deliberating hard on your choice in pizza eh?

[mercurio]

[prompto blusters, setting the menu down with a little more force than what he wanted (or was necessary, honestly). the flush is still on his face, but like hell is he going to let anyone in on the fact that he's overwhelmed and feels #TheLove]

I'm getting Hawaiian pizza!

[he's pure]

Besides, [before you can get on his case about liking pineapple on his pizza] you're basically working as a host now? I thought you'd be the bouncer!

[lingeringwill]

[Man, he was JUST about to. Terra settles on a gross barbecue pizza, because if he's going to intake massive amounts of calories, some of it may as well be protein.]

I'm not exactly a host. I'm the bartender, so I can't be as active as the other hosts, but I do what I can from behind the bar. [And he...he fucking winks...what the fuck does that mean? Terra himself isn't really sure, it just made him feel kinda cool.]

You joke, but my intimidating stature has come in handy on more than one occasion. Someone at the bar gets too rowdy...I take 'em back to grade school. [ANOTHER FUCKING WINK what kind of out of body experience even is this shit.....

wait

is it because he's
happy
and having a good time?
holy shit.]

[mercurio]

Dude, why are you winking so much...

[he says that, but prompto can't help grinning. he knows terra is messing with him, joking around, and that's a side he never saw much of as it were.]

[he's glad that there's some of that despite how self-deprecating terra seems to be as of late.]

Hey, if you're the bartender... You should invite me some time, right? Right? Be my inside man!