[ Achilles had showed up at Noctis' apartment not knowing he had two other people living with him. This, of course, didn't stop him from imposing himself on the group and making himself at home in the small living space. He wanted to be closer to Noctis and was willing to live in uncomfortable conditions to do so.
Most types of shelter beats living in a tent for ten years, after all. This is nothing.
It just so happens that the couch, though lacking privacy, is in a great location between the kitchen, the bathroom, and Noctis' bedroom. He doesn't complain much about it, though sometimes he wakes up with tense joints.
Upon Prompto barging in unannounced, Achilles rolls over on the couch to peek over his shoulder, bleary-eyed from his afternoon nap. ]
What? What is it? Is it a weapon? [ His next guess is food.
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Most types of shelter beats living in a tent for ten years, after all. This is nothing.
It just so happens that the couch, though lacking privacy, is in a great location between the kitchen, the bathroom, and Noctis' bedroom. He doesn't complain much about it, though sometimes he wakes up with tense joints.
Upon Prompto barging in unannounced, Achilles rolls over on the couch to peek over his shoulder, bleary-eyed from his afternoon nap. ]
What? What is it? Is it a weapon? [ His next guess is food.
Also, Chilly? He doesn't feel cold... ]