[ Prompto, if you really had to witness a restaurant magically cook up the food of your dreams, Robby would have--this one time!!!--gone with you. Because if they're going to pick out an apartment room for the guy, they might as well get him some food, as well as a dinner already made once they get there.
(Even if it still creeps Robby out, okay.)
He'll still need clothes and other bits and bobs, but going into a convenience store for food in the morning, and whatever caffeine drink of Prompto's choice? Robby can help him with a bag, depending on Prompto's shopping spree habit.
The apartments have the same feel as every other building, unnerving both inside and out. But there's nothing haunting the halls but their footsteps once they enter, and they might for a while, depending on what Prompto answers to ] What floor do you want? [ because, well, if he wants the top floor....he's only getting Robby to go that far if the elevators work.
But if he wants to be on the lower levels/closer to the floor Robby's on, then they can do that. It's then simply ("simply") a case of trying the doors, even if Robby knows how weird/uncomfortable that might be as he says, ] Just try the handles. Best way of finding if it's free.
[ unfortunately....we must be weird and awkward, just this one time. ]
[ it's fine. it's cool. prompto has convinced himself that all of this is going to work out somehow, even if he's not actually that sure it will, and being around other people definitely helps. robby is cool in a way that really reminds him of noct, and maybe that's why they're getting along? he doesn't know, but he isn't going to question it either.
and he's still sort of looking around at the inside of the building when robby poses that question. ]
Oh, uh... [ don't be a clingy weirdo. ] Which one are you staying on?
[ so much for that then, but whatever. and once that's sort of out of the way, he's just going to go for it and start testing the doors until one of them opens and lets him in. plus, hopefully, it won't be too far off from where robby is staying so they really can be apartment buddies. ]
I guess it doesn't matter if they're pretty much the same, huh? This one's okay. [ even if he hasn't looked through it all yet. ]
[ It's fine, it's cool, Robby isn't going to judge--or give the impression of judging--Prompto's question. He wants to know the floor he's in, that's fine. He's living next door to a guy who was so freaked out when they'd arrived that he asked Robby if he was even real.
If this guy wants to live in a room close to him, Robby's not going to think twice. The rooms immediate to his are both already occupied, but by the power of 'we say so' checking either of the ones next to them leads to--surprise! An available room. ]
You can have a fun time shopping around Dead City for art to hang on the walls later, [ Robby unhelpfully provides, as if anything that the city has to offer will actually make the apartment look any better. But while it's simple, it at least has the essentials: a living space, kitchen area, doors leading to potential bathrooms and bedrooms.
If they're going in, already in, Robby's doing the same thing regardless, and placing the bag he's carrying down on the first countertop he finds. ]
You ever lived in a place like this where you're from?
[ Robby remembers he was on a road trip, but he had a life (surely) before that. Was he an apartment guy, or house guy? ]
[ he's sure they'd talked about it before. or robby had mentioned it, and prompto had immediately glued himself to the idea of it. because they'd be sort of close and nearby in case something happened, which means they would both have someone to rely on. so, he tries all the doors until one pops open, and they're inside looking at a pretty empty (but normal) apartment.
there's an amused sound at robby's comment about decorating. ]
Dead City? Is that official or unofficial? [ because he's not so sure he'd seen any signs telling them where they are. ] Um...
[ he makes a turn of the empty living room. ]
Not me, but my best bud back home had a place like this. I crashed with him all the time since my foster parents were never home much. [ prompto shrugs a little. ] What about you?
[ Maybe not dead dead--it's more dormant, grey, unnerving in a different kind of way (and who knew somewhere could be a different unnerving from dead), but it's close enough. At least Robby's answer is casual enough to give away it's nothing meaningful. Just something said in the moment.
As for apartments- ]
Lived in them with my mom. --And dad. [ Which he has to remember to add after a beat, but he gives a tiny smile after. ] No landlord means you're getting the best experience. The one upside.
[ Can a guy like Prompto appreciate such a point? Robby leans his elbows back against the counter. ]
Sorry for this message, it must come out of the blue. This is Daniel LaRusso, we spoke right after you arrived here, remember?
Either way, I wanted to send you this message to ask how you were doing. I know that arriving here can be massively confusing, so I hope you've been able to more or less settle in for now.
[ Sorry, Prompto, you are receiving the most Dad message ever.. This is just how Daniel types, and just how he is - a little bit too earnest.. ]
Have you been eating well? If not, you are always free to come join us in dinner over at my apartment any time. Everyone says I'm a pretty decent cook, you know.
[ Especially when Prompto says company would be nice.. Daniel can't help but worry whether or not the other has already managed to make some friends here in this place. Maybe he hasn't?
.. or, you know, maybe he's just reading too much into it. Even Daniel himself is well aware that could be the case. But it changes nothing about his invitation. ]
I always make way too much food for dinner, so plenty of people come over to eat. Maybe you could even get to know some of them, they're all really nice kids. Or maybe you've already met some of them. [ Not like there's a huge amount of people in this eerie empty city, after all. ] Do you know Robby?
[ company is always nice, especially when you don't like being alone all that much. ]
oh yeah that makes sense then i definitely don't mind coming over [ there's a little pause there. ] i met robby!! unless there's like multiple robbys robbi? robbii?? idk the plural for that
anyway uh if this is him then i know robby
[ and he sends a candid of robby while in the gym, something he'd taken just to test the lighting of the place and see how the camera works. ]
[ .. huh? Prompto's messages are so energetic that Daniel almost has trouble keeping up with them all, not quite used to these levels of practically-teen energy.. To the point where he opens the photo the moment it shows up, losing all context as to why Prompto is sending it at first.
It's a nice picture, though. Mostly because Daniel is just middle-aged dad material enough to just.. smile at a picture of Robby doing stuff, even in a desolate place like this. Sensei's so proud of you, kid!!
Realising his thoughts wandered off there, Daniel closes the photo again, this time reading Prompto's messages a little more closely. ]
Yes, that is him. Then you should definitely come over for dinner sometime. I'm sure he'll be glad to have dinner together with you. It's important to have good friends in a place like this, right?
[ Yes, he is setting up a friend date here!! Anything for Daniel's favourite student. ]
[ at like 2am, probably, sometime following the pizza and painting adventure: ]
โ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธ hey sunshine
do you ever think about how there are sometimes moments where if you chose onr thing differentlh your whole life would have been different?
not in a bad way or a good way, just dofferent
I yhink about that sometimes. I don't know about parallel univeraes or whayecer but if there's a Reno out there who chose differently I hope he s living a good life
anyway I'm drunk adn you're probably not awake if I don't remember this tomoerow please let me live in ignorant bliss
[ luckily (unluckily?) for him, prompto is awake. he'd been staring at their poor attempt at painting and thinking about the day when his phone buzzes.
it's only a peculiar question in that prompto literally thinks about it all the time. what would have happened if he hadn't grown up in insomnia? would he have been just another troop in the ranks? some disposable body in a war that had been going on for longer than he's been alive? that isn't a choice he'd have consciously made himself, but he still considers it, pressing his thumb against the tattoo on his wrist and hating it more than he ever has. ]
sometimes yeah maybe everybody thinks about stuff like that tho
how much have you had to drink anyway? i just saw you like a few hours ago
[ Reno had been texting in a semi-daze, but actually getting a reply is shocking enough to clear some of the white noise from his head. enough to embarrass him a little, if he's honest. Prompto is right: this line of thought is hardly unique, definitely not worth a middle of the night text, especially when Reno's life hasn't actually been that hard despite the choices he's made.
anywaaaaaay ]
not that much, promise! these cans just hace more alcohol than I expected
[ the pause that follows the first set of texts is weighty enough that Reno can almost tell there's something else coming. and then after a minute, there it is.
he pushes open the window of the apartment so he can sit in it and light a cigarette as he texts back. ]
yeah? what are you thinking about me and us and today in general?
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(Even if it still creeps Robby out, okay.)
He'll still need clothes and other bits and bobs, but going into a convenience store for food in the morning, and whatever caffeine drink of Prompto's choice? Robby can help him with a bag, depending on Prompto's shopping spree habit.
The apartments have the same feel as every other building, unnerving both inside and out. But there's nothing haunting the halls but their footsteps once they enter, and they might for a while, depending on what Prompto answers to ] What floor do you want? [ because, well, if he wants the top floor....he's only getting Robby to go that far if the elevators work.
But if he wants to be on the lower levels/closer to the floor Robby's on, then they can do that. It's then simply ("simply") a case of trying the doors, even if Robby knows how weird/uncomfortable that might be as he says, ] Just try the handles. Best way of finding if it's free.
[ unfortunately....we must be weird and awkward, just this one time. ]
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and he's still sort of looking around at the inside of the building when robby poses that question. ]
Oh, uh... [ don't be a clingy weirdo. ] Which one are you staying on?
[ so much for that then, but whatever. and once that's sort of out of the way, he's just going to go for it and start testing the doors until one of them opens and lets him in. plus, hopefully, it won't be too far off from where robby is staying so they really can be apartment buddies. ]
I guess it doesn't matter if they're pretty much the same, huh? This one's okay. [ even if he hasn't looked through it all yet. ]
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If this guy wants to live in a room close to him, Robby's not going to think twice. The rooms immediate to his are both already occupied, but
by the power of 'we say so'checking either of the ones next to them leads to--surprise! An available room. ]You can have a fun time shopping around Dead City for art to hang on the walls later, [ Robby unhelpfully provides, as if anything that the city has to offer will actually make the apartment look any better. But while it's simple, it at least has the essentials: a living space, kitchen area, doors leading to potential bathrooms and bedrooms.
If they're going in, already in, Robby's doing the same thing regardless, and placing the bag he's carrying down on the first countertop he finds. ]
You ever lived in a place like this where you're from?
[ Robby remembers he was on a road trip, but he had a life (surely) before that. Was he an apartment guy, or house guy? ]
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there's an amused sound at robby's comment about decorating. ]
Dead City? Is that official or unofficial? [ because he's not so sure he'd seen any signs telling them where they are. ] Um...
[ he makes a turn of the empty living room. ]
Not me, but my best bud back home had a place like this. I crashed with him all the time since my foster parents were never home much. [ prompto shrugs a little. ] What about you?
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[ Maybe not dead dead--it's more dormant, grey, unnerving in a different kind of way (and who knew somewhere could be a different unnerving from dead), but it's close enough. At least Robby's answer is casual enough to give away it's nothing meaningful. Just something said in the moment.
As for apartments- ]
Lived in them with my mom. --And dad. [ Which he has to remember to add after a beat, but he gives a tiny smile after. ] No landlord means you're getting the best experience. The one upside.
[ Can a guy like Prompto appreciate such a point? Robby leans his elbows back against the counter. ]
Not that it feels like it.
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text; un: d.larusso
Either way, I wanted to send you this message to ask how you were doing. I know that arriving here can be massively confusing, so I hope you've been able to more or less settle in for now.
[ Sorry, Prompto, you are receiving the most Dad message ever.. This is just how Daniel types, and just how he is - a little bit too earnest.. ]
Have you been eating well? If not, you are always free to come join us in dinner over at my apartment any time. Everyone says I'm a pretty decent cook, you know.
[ you've been dadded, bro ]
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oh hey! yeah i remember
i'm doing okay so far
well you know how it is
okay as you can be in this kinda situation
but um...
you sure it wouldn't be a problem if i came over??
not that i don't mind fending for myself or anything
company would be cool though
[ he is also definitely getting some ignis vibes from this guy, and that's all familiar to him. ]
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[ Especially when Prompto says company would be nice.. Daniel can't help but worry whether or not the other has already managed to make some friends here in this place. Maybe he hasn't?
.. or, you know, maybe he's just reading too much into it. Even Daniel himself is well aware that could be the case. But it changes nothing about his invitation. ]
I always make way too much food for dinner, so plenty of people come over to eat. Maybe you could even get to know some of them, they're all really nice kids. Or maybe you've already met some of them. [ Not like there's a huge amount of people in this eerie empty city, after all. ] Do you know Robby?
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oh yeah that makes sense
then i definitely don't mind coming over [ there's a little pause there. ]
i met robby!!
unless there's like multiple robbys
robbi? robbii??
idk the plural for that
anyway uh if this is him then i know robby
[ and he sends a candid of robby while in the gym, something he'd taken just to test the lighting of the place and see how the camera works. ]
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It's a nice picture, though. Mostly because Daniel is just middle-aged dad material enough to just.. smile at a picture of Robby doing stuff, even in a desolate place like this. Sensei's so proud of you, kid!!
Realising his thoughts wandered off there, Daniel closes the photo again, this time reading Prompto's messages a little more closely. ]
Yes, that is him. Then you should definitely come over for dinner sometime. I'm sure he'll be glad to have dinner together with you. It's important to have good friends in a place like this, right?
[ Yes, he is setting up a friend date here!! Anything for Daniel's favourite student. ]
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โ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธ hey sunshine
do you ever think about how there are sometimes moments where if you chose onr thing differentlh your whole life would have been different?
not in a bad way or a good way, just dofferent
I yhink about that sometimes. I don't know about parallel univeraes or whayecer but if there's a Reno out there who chose differently I hope he
s living a good life
anyway I'm drunk adn you're probably not awake if I don't remember this tomoerow please let me live in ignorant bliss
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it's only a peculiar question in that prompto literally thinks about it all the time. what would have happened if he hadn't grown up in insomnia? would he have been just another troop in the ranks? some disposable body in a war that had been going on for longer than he's been alive? that isn't a choice he'd have consciously made himself, but he still considers it, pressing his thumb against the tattoo on his wrist and hating it more than he ever has. ]
sometimes yeah
maybe everybody thinks about stuff like that tho
how much have you had to drink anyway?
i just saw you like a few hours ago
[ should he be concerned??? ]
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[ Reno had been texting in a semi-daze, but actually getting a reply is shocking enough to clear some of the white noise from his head. enough to embarrass him a little, if he's honest. Prompto is right: this line of thought is hardly unique, definitely not worth a middle of the night text, especially when Reno's life hasn't actually been that hard despite the choices he's made.
anywaaaaaay ]
not that much, promise! these cans just hace more alcohol than I expected
how come you're stilk up?
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just uh you know
thinking about stuff
[ there's a pause that's really only a minute between those texts and the ones he sends after. ]
by stuff i mean you
us
whatever you know what i'm trying to say
just today in general
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he pushes open the window of the apartment so he can sit in it and light a cigarette as he texts back. ]
yeah? what are you thinking about me and us and today in general?
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blanket ๐๐ warning jic
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do I know what Halloween is? no
will that stop me? also no
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yeah sure
did someone tell you about it?
also what is it exactly??
i don't think i know that word
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apparently the tradition is you dress up and go around knockin on people's doors asking for candy
I ain't exactly take-candy-from-strangers age anymore but I put my head in the store earlier and it looks like it could be fun
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sounds pretty wild if you ask me
[ is that even safe to do?? who knows. ]
but i could totally get behind dressin up
you wanna go now? i can meet you there if you send me the address
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yeah let's go :)
[ map pin ]
I'm gonna make you wear somethin cute and flirt with you in the dressing rooms
fair warning
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morning of 10/25
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feels like a pretty good one so far
not that it's super late in the day or anything
yet
[ his brain is in overdrive apparently. ]
anyway hi
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you got plans later?
I know you said you don't want to do anything big, I was just thinkin I could cook
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maybe look around this place some more and see what there is to see
if there's anything to see haha
i'd be down for that though
what're you cookin
or is it a surprise??
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I've been practicing and not to blow my own horn or anything but I think it's real good ๐ถ๏ธ๐ฅ