text; @kingsknight

[broplaints]

So
How many of you have people from your own world here?
Because it's me and two of my friends
Only the three of us didn't die at the same time
And I'm just wondering how often this kind of thing happens

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[burstmodes]

[ he doesn't know why but maybe i'm not your noctis kind of makes it sound worse. prompto just stares at his device for several long seconds, trying to decide between what he knows he should do and what he knows he shouldn't. in the end, his love for his best friend wins out. as always. ]

then i guess i should tell you the important stuff
but not over a text
i wanna say it to your face

[broplaints]

[He is trying so hard Prompto. To make you feel better. To let you know that it doesn't matter. But it's difficult. Probably even more so now than it ever was at home.]

I would like that
Tell me where you are?
I'll come to you

[burstmodes]

[ this is why he'd never wanted to do this, never wanted to bring it up and just pretend things were fine. because they had been until he'd seen noct again after two years, and now, more than ever, he just feels lost. ]

out by the fire
i'm not really gonna go anywhere so

[broplaints]

[You can't just keep things bottled up inside of you forever, Prompto. Sooner or later they're going to explode.]

Right
I'll be there soon

[Soon, as it turns out, is fifteen minutes. Because first he had to find Ignis, and then he had to explain to him what was going on. And then once that was over he was finally given leave to go find Prompto.]