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hashtag_chocobro) wrote2018-12-06 06:29 am
hashtag_chocobro) wrote2018-12-06 06:29 am
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Room 303; Thursday Evening [12/06].
Ugh! Prompto could not get out of the shelter fast enough, because what was seriously up with those birds and that song? He can't believe he actually liked it at some point, because now he was pretty sure he never wanted to hear it again in his life. Now watch, tomorrow, when Sidon was covering his shift, there's be, like, the cutest new puppies or the kittens would feel particularly cuddly or some other awesome cute thing would happen because Sidon had all the luck, the stupid son of a fish.
...but, naaahhh, Prompto couldn't really be mad at him, not when he remembered why they'd switched in the first place. But he was still annoyed about those birds and that song, so he was hoping to work off some of that irritation in the best way he could think of: blowing shit up in video games.
Which, let's be honest, was probably what he'd be doing anyway, even without the birds and their dumb song.
[door and post are open, especially if you happen to be some sort of overblown romance exile! Sorry for the spam, I swear I'm done clogging up the flist with my boys now.]]
...but, naaahhh, Prompto couldn't really be mad at him, not when he remembered why they'd switched in the first place. But he was still annoyed about those birds and that song, so he was hoping to work off some of that irritation in the best way he could think of: blowing shit up in video games.
Which, let's be honest, was probably what he'd be doing anyway, even without the birds and their dumb song.
[door and post are open, especially if you happen to be some sort of overblown romance exile! Sorry for the spam, I swear I'm done clogging up the flist with my boys now.]]
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Okay, Nina could not think of a situation where she'd have to kill Prompto.
"Honestly," she said, "I get most of my gossip from the squirrels?????"
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But now that he thought about it...
"You know, that makes sense. Those little dudes are everywhere."
Don't judge him too harshly, Nina. Prompto always got terribly distracted when talking to his big sibling, they didn't really get around to covering little details like radio squirrels, through no fault of hers.
But that wasn't important right now. What was important was Prompto deciding to ask a question that he wasn't terribly sure he'd want a real answer to, despite his smirk.
"So what do they say about me, huh?"
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"First off," Nina said, in a terribly posh voice, "the squirrels are drunken little menaces. So their opinions are... interesting, at times."
Nina loved the squirrels. They were amazing. They were still weird little drunkards.
"That being said, it's probably my fault they've got glitter flags of you and me," she admitted, a bit sheepishly. "Uh, they do that when they think people would be cute together?????? But then there's also the whole thing where you're really not that into me??????? So they get confused?????????"
What? Nina wasn't stupid. They were friends but the level of flail he exhibited around her was not... what she thought he'd show, towards a girl he liked.
She shrugged a little. "Mostly, they like you. Think you're a bit dweeby????? And giggle about your boyfriends back home???????????"
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Even if he wondered if that last bit was really the squirrels' opinion or Nina's.
"They're not my boyfriends," he pointed out, "but so what if they were? Whatever. They're just jealous."
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She was sort of more confused on that score, but given that she'd only heard mention of Prompto's friends back home in the vaguely senses, she had no real opinion on that as it might impact her.
Mostly, Prompto just left her confused in general when it came to liking people.
"Squirrel jealousy," she said, shaking her head. "It's a terrible thing. You should see Leroy pine some days over the notes!!!!!!!"
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Well, he supposed they were kind of cute? Still a little weird, though.
"I'm thinking maybe these squirrels need to find some hobbies," he decided. Ones that weren't apparently shipping him and Nina, because....what? That was obviously....crazy. Wasn't it?
Yes, he decided. On so many levels...
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"I think the whole news thing is their hobby," she said, her smile going a bit rueful as she ducked her head.
It kind of hurt, to hear that, even though she'd known he wasn't that into her for a while.
"Like, imagine the amount of effort they put in????????"
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"Do you... like... not listen to radio at all?????????????"
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"Prompto," she said, like the news she had to tell him was the worst news ever. "Prompto, they write everything down, in their little squirrely notes, and then they have people around the island read their notes the next day to the entire island and anyone off of it who cares to listen to the podcast. Everything you do is on radio!!!!!!!!!!!"
Unless, like, you bribed the squirrels.
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Well, that would definitely explain why they thought he was mostly a dweeb, then, without a doubt, though he definitely had a feeling some of Nina's natural hyperbole was in effect here. Because he was pretty sure if there were squirrels writing down everything he did and putting it on some broadcast...he would be way worse off in the friend department and probably the everything-else department, too.
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