Feels like you just want an excuse to say poems whenever.
[picking up after himself, prompto tries to sit up straighter. no matter how mysterious v (consciously or unconsciously) tries to paint himself as, there's clearly that layer of him being a big nerd over his favored hobby: poetry.]
[prompto can appreciate that in others. noctis and video games, ignis and cooking, gladio and camping. he really can't say much, though, for he is—after all—deep into photography.]
It's a good present, so thanks. Y'gonna be reciting a lot of poems in the apartment? I'd be down.
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[picking up after himself, prompto tries to sit up straighter. no matter how mysterious v (consciously or unconsciously) tries to paint himself as, there's clearly that layer of him being a big nerd over his favored hobby: poetry.]
[prompto can appreciate that in others. noctis and video games, ignis and cooking, gladio and camping. he really can't say much, though, for he is—after all—deep into photography.]
It's a good present, so thanks. Y'gonna be reciting a lot of poems in the apartment? I'd be down.