[ There's the obvious points he can make - that sure, landlords are supposed to do that, but who's going to make them? and not every bad experience has been down to the landlords, in Robby's life, but still; they're not exactly paid to be sympathetic - but it seems pointless to get into as Prompto refocuses on their current situation. ]
Who knows? Maybe everything in here will fix itself. [ Not that Robby's particularly keen to find out, but, since they're both standing here with obviously not much better to do, he looks back to pat at one of the bags brought along. ]
So--you hungry? You still have your roadtrip to tell me all about.
[ And what better to than with (potentially magically prepared for them, if Prompto really wanted to try that out) food? ]
[ it'd be cool if everything fixed itself, but then again, it'd also be super weird. prompto isn't sure he's ready for something like that just yet. ]
Oh, uh... sure. Let's eat. Can't really offer you a glass or anything though. [ he smiles, meaning it as a joke, and in an attempt to be normal about the situation, he's already moved to start taking some things out of the bag. ] The road trip? It basically started out as a – what do you call it? – bachelor's party? I dunno. My best friend was heading off to get married, and a few of us went with him.
[ definitely the beginning plot of the hangover that veered sharply off course as soon as their ride broke down in the middle of the desert. ]
Wow, road trip for a bachelor's party. [ He's helping with the bags, just to get them out and seen what they have. ] This the same guy who had his own apartment? Or is the rent good where you live?
[ Because this is giving Robby some rich guy vibes. Sorry that he can just tell these things. ]
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Who knows? Maybe everything in here will fix itself. [ Not that Robby's particularly keen to find out, but, since they're both standing here with obviously not much better to do, he looks back to pat at one of the bags brought along. ]
So--you hungry? You still have your roadtrip to tell me all about.
[ And what better to than with (potentially magically prepared for them, if Prompto really wanted to try that out) food? ]
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Oh, uh... sure. Let's eat. Can't really offer you a glass or anything though. [ he smiles, meaning it as a joke, and in an attempt to be normal about the situation, he's already moved to start taking some things out of the bag. ] The road trip? It basically started out as a – what do you call it? – bachelor's party? I dunno. My best friend was heading off to get married, and a few of us went with him.
[ definitely the beginning plot of the hangover that veered sharply off course as soon as their ride broke down in the middle of the desert. ]
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[ Because this is giving Robby some rich guy vibes. Sorry that he can just tell these things. ]