The Roof; Saturday Evening [04/25].

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He'd been kind of quiet and sneaky and handwavey about it, but Prompto had been spending a lot of time up on the roof of the dorms, especially at dusk, so that he could catch the sunsets and stay up just looking at the night sky. He didn't even care if it was a little cloudy and he couldn't see the stars, the point was that he could still actually just sit out there on the roof, at night, and enjoy it, and he didn't really want to think about the fact that, in a little over a week, something like this would practically be a thing of the past.

There were a lot of things he was going to miss about this place, but nights without daemons was one he never took for granted. And, sure, things were safe back home in Insomnia, but it just wasn't ever going to be like this again...

...and, sure, this place wasn't without its own daemons and monsters and scary things, but it at least had sunsets that didn't fill you with cripplling dread and that ever present worry that there might not be a sunset to follow one day...

And so he was there, as he would be as much as he could manage for the next week, too, just soaking it in and enjoying as many of these nights as he could while he could.

Man, was he going to miss stars...

[[ open roof is open, of course! ]]