Room 303; Saturday Afternoon [01/05].

Now this was a Saturday meant for being lazy and playing video games! Anyone walking by the door of room 303 would be greeted with the sounds of clashing weapons and explosions and the occasional groan of defeat or cheer of victory, and if they ventured in, they'd find Prompto lounging comfortably on his bed, the largest screen in his set-up tilted his way, situated around where Girl was curled up on top of the cat plushie-pillow Vette had gotten him for his birthday. She was going to get dog hair all over the thing, but Prompto didn't mind. It would be hard for Prompto to mind much right now. He had video games, he had a doggo, he had a drink and a Cup Noodle within reach on the bedside table...

It really didn't get much better than this.

...well, okay, he could think of a few things that might make it better. But that would almost be, like, awesome overload.

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