It was Wednesday, which was generally Prompto's big training day, since he didn't have any classes or work. Good run in the morning, some time in the weight room, the shooting range, some work with a punching bag. Then maybe one more run out to get some food to sort of justify the fact that he was too lazy to cook something and might actually want something a little more satisfying than Cup Noodle (DON'T TELL GLADIO, OMG). Quick shower, and then he and his take-out was just going to plop right into his computer chair, prop up his feet, and get to some video games.
Thrilling stuff, really. But you weren't about to hear Prompto complain about just enjoying a nice, simple, quiet day around here.
[[ or maybe not so quiet after all! Door and post are open, my friends! ]]
Thrilling stuff, really. But you weren't about to hear Prompto complain about just enjoying a nice, simple, quiet day around here.
[[ or maybe not so quiet after all! Door and post are open, my friends! ]]