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Prompto Argentum ([personal profile] takingaim) wrote 2018-05-13 12:39 pm (UTC)

[ooc: I am going insane at the moment because we are less than one week away from the big house move... All I've done this weekend is pack!]


The button for B1 gets pressed and the elevator smoothly shuts its doors and begins moving downward. At this point, what's the point, as far as Prompto's concerned. Noctis is- well. There's not really any point to hiding it all anymore, is there? And it's not like anyone else is in the elevator.

"Meaning Noct was stronger than all of them combined, or something." Prompto's arms cross over his chest, an unconscious defensive gesture, feeling an anger building up in his chest all over again. "They chose the right guy, but it all feels like-"

He stops. Cuts himself off like a knife. Then, into the silence, just whispers, "Sorry." He shouldn't be talking about this. It's making him angry, them upset, and he's letting his stupid mouth run away from him like he did as a kid.

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