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WHO: prompto, cloud, noctis
WHERE: prompto's place
WHEN: 9/09
WHAT: someone's sick, squad meets up
WARNINGS: tba (but nothing momentarily)
[noctis is a good friend, offering to take rufus for a walk after making sure prompto had some warm soup to feed on. it's enough for him to gain some semblance of energy, finally pushing himself out of bed once he's finished it. he works his way to the kitchen, clearing up the little mess he's got, and then deems it a good idea to take a cold shower and at least change into fresh clothes. he manages as much without any major incident, but by the time he's wearing fresh lavender-scented comfortable clothes, he's pretty much running low on energy.]
[when's the last time he ever got this sick?]
[his last ditch effort comes in the shape of trying to change the sheets from his bed to have a fresh set of linens to lie on, but he will find himself hugging a pillow, fetal position at the foot of the bed, bare feet barely touching the floor.]
[cloud is a good brother, having offered to bring him his laptop over, even if prompto has forgotten that he had made the request at all. everything between yesterday and now is a blurry mess. where even is his phone?]
WHERE: prompto's place
WHEN: 9/09
WHAT: someone's sick, squad meets up
WARNINGS: tba (but nothing momentarily)
[noctis is a good friend, offering to take rufus for a walk after making sure prompto had some warm soup to feed on. it's enough for him to gain some semblance of energy, finally pushing himself out of bed once he's finished it. he works his way to the kitchen, clearing up the little mess he's got, and then deems it a good idea to take a cold shower and at least change into fresh clothes. he manages as much without any major incident, but by the time he's wearing fresh lavender-scented comfortable clothes, he's pretty much running low on energy.]
[when's the last time he ever got this sick?]
[his last ditch effort comes in the shape of trying to change the sheets from his bed to have a fresh set of linens to lie on, but he will find himself hugging a pillow, fetal position at the foot of the bed, bare feet barely touching the floor.]
[cloud is a good brother, having offered to bring him his laptop over, even if prompto has forgotten that he had made the request at all. everything between yesterday and now is a blurry mess. where even is his phone?]
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Gonna make a bar graph for a thing.
[side glance... rufus is over with noctis in the kitchen, so prompto looks up at his brother]
Uh, this is my place, by the way. [cloud has dropped him off before, outside] It's kinda small, but. Bathroom's by the front door.
[there's a collage of pictures he's taken of strangers and places and animals tacked to the wall; a sad bookshelf with a few books...]
Oh, there's a chair in the corner, if y'wanna sit.
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[He wonders if he'll find out just what this "thing" will be. But for now, he nods, taking a seat.]
Nice place. I like it. [And that's sincere. Looking around, it has personality in the pictures, in the books, and is that a record player...?]
Mine pales in comparison.
[That's because you have practically nothing set up yet still, Cloud.]
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Here.
[ It's nice to see that he and Cloud are getting along well. Considering how stressed out Prompto was over them meeting, it's refreshing to see how naturally they've seemed to come together. ]
Need me to turn up the A/C?
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[he takes the glass of water, drinks it up--nearly the whole thing, ignoring the medicine. he smiles at cloud's comment, but turns to noctis first]
Ah. I'm in the middle of fixin' it. There's a fan in the kitchen...
[the shower refreshed him, and so he's still feeling kinda cold, if he's honest. the moment he starts sweating it'll be a different story]
Anyway, Cloud, your place pales 'cause you got nothing in it. That bookshelf still in its box?
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[He says, kicking out (not too hard) with a boot, nudging Prompto's bed to make him aware of this fact. That was the whole point of them coming over -- well, other than to make sure he was doing okay.]
And yeah, it's still in the box. But it's whatever, it'll take like ten minutes to put together, so I'm not worried.
[A pause.]
My apartment doens't have nothing in it... there's furniture, you've seen it.
[A couch. A bed. A dresser or two and a bare bones dining table with chairs. A bookshelf still in its box. A rocking chair that he doesn't remember where he found, but hey, it's another place to sit.]
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Hm.
[he's feeling embarrassed in a loved kind of way. yuck]
The walls are empty.
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I don't need anything on the walls to live.
[The single dude Cloud Strife life.]
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My apartment doesn't have that much hanging up on it, Prom.
Just a couple posters in the bedroom and living room.
[ Framed. Collectibles, honestly. But he gets having a minimalist way of living. ]
Where's your outlet?
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Y'guys just have a real bad sense of artistic aesthetic.
[scary how similar these two protags can be]
Some color spices things up! At least Noct has a huge balcony view from his livin' room.
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[The point.
Cloud.]
What would you suggest I put up? Posters?
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Yeah! Like, wolf fact ones, or full moon ones... Hey, even the motorcycle manual ones with the instructions and labels? That much could be nice.
Or photographs.
[look..]
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Didn't take you for an interior decorator.
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Whatever. Take my advice f'granted... I'll just be sick over here.
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[He actually seems to consider this for a moment, completely unaffected by the way Prompto plops down on the mattress.]
Maybe.
[For real.]
Not much of a decorator myself. I'd give you two free reign to go crazy if you wanted, when it comes to putting stuff up on the walls.
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Your place lacks personality. Can we? [turns to look up] Right, Noct? Get a good sofa and an awesome entertainment center!
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I'm down for it.
[ He flashes a smirk at Prompto. ]
I'll bet $20 you won't be able to resist chocobo wallpaper.
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I wouldn't use chocobo wallpaper for that! Chocobo print shower curtains though...
[listen, he has dreams]
Wallpaper's not for young, hip guys like us!
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There is nothing un-hip about chocobo wallpaper, Prompto.
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[huffs; kicks lightly, slumping back down on the bed]
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[Meaning... he's not sure if he can #commit to that.]
And you say "awesome entertainment" center like I'm made of money or something.
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House-warming gift. Or, I don't know, a gift welcoming you to the neighborhood?
[ Meaning: He's got it. ]
You got internet at your place? Smart TV's are actually on sale, last I checked.
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[But-]
But that's not... [He's confused, momentarily.] I'd appreciate it, but that's a lot of money. That's less a housewarming gift and more like... an actual investment into the state of my apartment.
[Dude!! He can't let you pay for that.]
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Don't worry! Should've told you earlier, but Noct's loaded. He lives in a penthouse.
[should he say this much? it's fine]
It'll be a gift, okay? Don't worry about it!
Noct's the best.
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Plus, he sees how Prompto lights up at the idea of filling Cloud's apartment with things. It must really be plain and empty. The remark about how he's the best may have sparked his face to turn a shade pink, but he tries to carry on like it isn't there.
He shrugs, gaze flitting from Prompto to Cloud. ]
Seriously, it's not a big deal. Everyone deserves to live comfortably, right?
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[This is mind-boggling. No one just... buys an entertainment center and a big tv for someone else. Not unless they're close or family or, what? Married or something.
He rubs the back of his neck, looking between the two of them with confusion. This seems like something that he will not escape from. (He also notes the way Noctis gets a little flustered, but honestly, for some reason that just... doesn't surprise him either, he is just far more blown away by how someone is going casually drop that much cash on him.)]
I'll have to make it up to you. Somehow.
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Pretty sure a "gift" isn't a favor. There's nothing to make up for.
[ He realizes it's probably a touch forward, mostly because he's only known Cloud for a short period of time. But he's seeing everything through rose-colored glasses and honestly doesn't mind at all. Prompto's stoked about it, so how can he refuse? ]
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[--snickers, and he's sitting up, legs crossed under the blankets as he reaches over to pat noctis' arm. he's excited!!]
I reacted exactly the same when Noct got me the moped. Didn't want him to, but it's literally pocket change for him. He's so rich I don't think us peasants can ever imagine how much money it is, man.
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[Hard to wrap his head around? He can't imagine rolling in that much dough. He looks at Noctis, brow furrowed, but there's a hint of actual gratitude in his voice.]
Thanks... if you want to actually do that for me. That's really thoughtful of you.
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[what about meeeeeeee]
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You're gonna be spoiled enough as it is.
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[ Which he says fondly. Noctis buys tons of shit for Prompto constantly. ]
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[maximum pouting]