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Third Floor Common Room; Tuesday Afternoon [07/23].
Tuesday, July 23rd, 2019 10:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hashtag_chocobroPrompto had gone back to his room to just sort of chill and relax with some video games after his classes, when he received a phone call from his dad, and so he braced himself for the long haul because his dad was always really chatty and always asked about how things were going, and if he was keeping a good eye on Nina, and told him about how things were going back home in Insomnia, and he was just really, really involved, you know? It was sort of a burden, if he was honest, bordering on irritating, but it was good, he supposed, to have parents that cared and were interested and wanted to just make sure things were going okay, right? Anyway, they said they were sending over some money for them if they needed it for anything, and that he wasn't allowed to just go and spent it all on junk food, and, yeah, yeah, yeah, he wouldn't, don't worry, and the conversation had gone on so long that Prompto got restless just pacing his room while talking and his stomach was a little rumbly, so he headed on over to the common room to check the fridge to see if there was any leftover while his dad rambled on and he gave little answers here and there.
Hmmmm. Plenty of Cup Noodle in the cupboards, but...nah, he wasn't feeling it, there were way better options, and he grabbed some leftovers to nuke real quick while trying to shake off his dad so he could actually eat it when it was ready.
"Yeah, hey, Dad, listen, I gotta go, alright? But I'll let you know when that package gets here, okay? And, yeah, yeah, of course I'll tell her you said hi, you know you can just call her, too, though, right? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Yeah, I know. Okay. Uh-huh. Yeah...yup....ookaaaaaay, Dad, geez. Yeah. Love you, too. Okay. Bye."
It looks half as long just to get that guy to hang up a phone as it did to have an actual conversation! But Prompto couldn't really be mad about it, it was cool that they cared and all and he knew it was hard for them having both of them gone of to school on a whole different planet in a whole different universe, so he got it.
But, also, he had gotten really hungry in the course of all that and he couldn't well keep talking with a mouthful of food, now, could he?
[[ open! open! it's open! *spams the 3rd floor tag like crazy this week* ]]
Hmmmm. Plenty of Cup Noodle in the cupboards, but...nah, he wasn't feeling it, there were way better options, and he grabbed some leftovers to nuke real quick while trying to shake off his dad so he could actually eat it when it was ready.
"Yeah, hey, Dad, listen, I gotta go, alright? But I'll let you know when that package gets here, okay? And, yeah, yeah, of course I'll tell her you said hi, you know you can just call her, too, though, right? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Yeah, I know. Okay. Uh-huh. Yeah...yup....ookaaaaaay, Dad, geez. Yeah. Love you, too. Okay. Bye."
It looks half as long just to get that guy to hang up a phone as it did to have an actual conversation! But Prompto couldn't really be mad about it, it was cool that they cared and all and he knew it was hard for them having both of them gone of to school on a whole different planet in a whole different universe, so he got it.
But, also, he had gotten really hungry in the course of all that and he couldn't well keep talking with a mouthful of food, now, could he?
[[ open! open! it's open! *spams the 3rd floor tag like crazy this week* ]]