[ As always, his hand feels strangely empty without hers in it after she lets go, but it leaves behind a lingering, comforting warmth, a little reminder that just a moment ago, a cute elf girl was holding his hand. ]
Hey, don't mention it. I'm just glad I had a convenient excuse to hang out with you tonight. [ Look, the s'mores were just a means to an end, and he's not afraid to admit it! ] I'll...see you around?
[ Maybe tomorrow? It's not as if they go very long without seeing each other these days. ]
[ a convenient excuse, huh? somehow, that makes her face flush warm, a soft pinkness rising to her cheeks while she smiles, warm and sweet. gods, he really brings out her most disgusting behaviors, doesn't he?
she lingers for a moment, not entirely ready to leave, but then, when would she ever be entirely ready? ]
Aye.
[ they'll see each other soon, if not immediately tomorrow, so. even if that might feel like a lifetime. ]
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Mayhaps.
[ anyway.. she clears her throat and, after giving his hand a gentle squeeze, at last she lets hers fall away, so she can draw toward her door. ]
Thank you again, Prompto. This was.. very nice.
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Hey, don't mention it. I'm just glad I had a convenient excuse to hang out with you tonight. [ Look, the s'mores were just a means to an end, and he's not afraid to admit it! ] I'll...see you around?
[ Maybe tomorrow? It's not as if they go very long without seeing each other these days. ]
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she lingers for a moment, not entirely ready to leave, but then, when would she ever be entirely ready? ]
Aye.
[ they'll see each other soon, if not immediately tomorrow, so. even if that might feel like a lifetime. ]
Goodnight, Prompto.