"One second longer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!??? That's not time enough to even, like, really get into this box!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nina scoffed, laughing, as she looked at him. "Maybe I should wait???????????????? See your tragic demise over my box of stuff?????????????"
It was tempting, it really was. So tempting.
But Nina, see, knew what was in the box. And that was way more fun. At least, she hoped so, but it was rather too late to dither properly over it now that she was here, with it all, and so was he.
"Unfortunately, your tragic doom over my mystery takes second fiddle," she said, faux-solemnly. "Also unfortunately is that the first few things in this box are not the thing that matters in this box!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Well, there were two things, but one he wasn't getting before the other.
And, without further ado, Nina was opening up that box. It had just been folded shut, the tape lines showing at one point it had been taped closed, but that Nina had broken into it beforehand. On top was the moogle-doll he'd given her, wrapped around another box, medium sized, though flattish. Nina scooped that out, scattering packing peanuts and assorted snacks everywhere.
What? Everyone knew feeding teenage boys, especially in an apocalypse was almost as important as feeding teenage girls. Even though the Cup Noodles suggested she ought to be giving him vegetables instead, chips, cookies, and things like that were definitely lighter than canned veggies.
As Nina hugged her doll and set it and the pointedly nondescript box it was wrapped around (protecting it) aside, Nina grinned, sitting back.
"Now," she proclaimed, "you can find it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The really heavy thing. The important, ridiculous thing.
Nina was really, really proud of herself for scoring this thing.
It was still in it's box, in her bigger box, and there was no way Prompto was getting it out of her box without destroying said box.
Packing peanuts and snacks were going to be everywhere.
What's in the box is NFB, please~
It was tempting, it really was. So tempting.
But Nina, see, knew what was in the box. And that was way more fun. At least, she hoped so, but it was rather too late to dither properly over it now that she was here, with it all, and so was he.
"Unfortunately, your tragic doom over my mystery takes second fiddle," she said, faux-solemnly. "Also unfortunately is that the first few things in this box are not the thing that matters in this box!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Well, there were two things, but one he wasn't getting before the other.
And, without further ado, Nina was opening up that box. It had just been folded shut, the tape lines showing at one point it had been taped closed, but that Nina had broken into it beforehand. On top was the moogle-doll he'd given her, wrapped around another box, medium sized, though flattish. Nina scooped that out, scattering packing peanuts and assorted snacks everywhere.
What? Everyone knew feeding teenage boys, especially in an apocalypse was almost as important as feeding teenage girls. Even though the Cup Noodles suggested she ought to be giving him vegetables instead, chips, cookies, and things like that were definitely lighter than canned veggies.
As Nina hugged her doll and set it and the pointedly nondescript box it was wrapped around (protecting it) aside, Nina grinned, sitting back.
"Now," she proclaimed, "you can find it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The really heavy thing. The important, ridiculous thing.
Nina was really, really proud of herself for scoring this thing.
It was still in it's box, in her bigger box, and there was no way Prompto was getting it out of her box without destroying said box.
Packing peanuts and snacks were going to be everywhere.
But she'd gotten her hands on something magnificent.
They were going to need a bigger air pump for this.