[ prompto squeezes his eyes shut and snuggles down into the pillow for a second, thinking it over. when noct's birthday had rolled around last year, it had been a little easier to accept that he probably wasn't coming back, but he'd spent most of the night staring at all the pics he'd taken of them on their trip anyway, wishing he was irresponsible enough to get drunk so he'd forget about it. but maybe doing stuff like this is meant to make up for those lonely days and nights, humming out a quiet sound in response. ]
I'll show you all of 'em if that's what you want. I didn't really delete any after – [ he lifts his shoulder in a shrug. after he'd disappeared into the crystal. ] Not even the bad ones.
[All of it is still so fresh. So clear inside of his mind that all he really has to do is close his eyes to see everything. But. He's afraid. Afraid he'll forget what Gladio looks like. What Cindy and Iris and Aranea look like. How they sound. Already the memory of his father is starting to become hazy around the edges, and he's so desperate to hold on to all of them.
He's thankful now. For all of those times Prompto stopped them along the way and wanted to get pictures of them together. He wishes he had said 'yes' more.] Dude, at least half of them are probably just me getting on and off a chocobo. Did you really need that many?
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I'll show you all of 'em if that's what you want. I didn't really delete any after – [ he lifts his shoulder in a shrug. after he'd disappeared into the crystal. ] Not even the bad ones.
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He's thankful now. For all of those times Prompto stopped them along the way and wanted to get pictures of them together. He wishes he had said 'yes' more.] Dude, at least half of them are probably just me getting on and off a chocobo. Did you really need that many?