Prompto's Voicemail.

[hashtag_chocobro]

"~~Prompto's phone~~! But, aw, man, bummer! You probably juuuust missed me! But don't sweat it, dude, just leave me a message! I'll try to get back to you faster than you can say 'chocobo.' Haha, okay, so maybe not that fast, but you get what I mean. See ya!"

**BEEEP!**

Comments

[hashtag_chocobro]

Of course Ignis knew which libraries would be best, Nina, and he was happy to impart that information to you with far too much detail about specifically which eras and which fields of interest, too.

Prompto, meanwhile, just looked at his phone again in one hand, staring at it, and then staring at fucking barcode on his wrist and realizing that all he wanted to do was get up, take a nice hot shower as if that could wash away the whole weekend, and get it covered up, even though he was the only one there to even see it right now. He didn't want to think about it. He practically wanted to burn it right off his skin. And he didn't want to talk to Nina. If he felt before that she'd be better off not interacting with him, it was doublely true now. Triple true...

...but not responding at all would only make her suspicious, probably, or worse...worried.

So he just quickly answered back with "Yeah, me too" and a smily face and a rainbow and a couple hearts back before shutting off his phone and shuffling toward the bathroom to get ready to face the day and look for some good distractions.

[bookbeltof_love]

And a worried Nina was impossible to get away from, it was true. As it was, Nina considered his text carefully and just... let it go. He was himself again, and texting her, and everything else would be figured out in time, right?

Besides, she had... a lot of reading to do, once she sent Ignis a text about her appreciation of him.

You're the BEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And a pile of happy emojis, lest he think punctuation was the only thing she could abuse.