[ Late for him, early for her. She'd been asleep when he called, and the chances of her getting back to sleep after this are on the fuck-all side of slim, but it means something to be around someone else who gets it. And it's obvious just how much he does; he slumps under it, shoulders rounding, resignation settling over his face. ]
Prompto...
[ This place. This fucking place. All the messing around in their memories leaves a mark, something that's stirring now as she watches him. He should be nobody to her, a passing acquaintance, but the urge is undeniably there. To comfort him, and be comforted over the loss of someone else she has no business caring about. So there's a second's delay as she turns it over in her head and -
to hell with it. It's too early for this shit. She steps forward and pulls him into a hug. ]
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Date: 2017-06-05 08:56 am (UTC)[ Late for him, early for her. She'd been asleep when he called, and the chances of her getting back to sleep after this are on the fuck-all side of slim, but it means something to be around someone else who gets it. And it's obvious just how much he does; he slumps under it, shoulders rounding, resignation settling over his face. ]
Prompto...
[ This place. This fucking place. All the messing around in their memories leaves a mark, something that's stirring now as she watches him. He should be nobody to her, a passing acquaintance, but the urge is undeniably there. To comfort him, and be comforted over the loss of someone else she has no business caring about. So there's a second's delay as she turns it over in her head and -
to hell with it. It's too early for this shit. She steps forward and pulls him into a hug. ]