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[ He can't be mad. Honestly, he could use the company, so the thought of watching over two dogs doesn't at all bother him. Noctis has only seen Rufus a few times, but they've already become fast friends. Well, at least from Noctis' perspective.

Noctis holds the tiny pup in one arm, the other reaching to Rufus to pat his head. ]

What's up, big guy?

[ Prompto had a great idea. Dogs are an instant upper in situations like these. Noctis turns his attention back to Prompto. ]

Uh... Sure. Why not? I've got enough space for them.

[ Noctis scritches Rufus' head, looking to both of them for a moment. He hears Prompto's next question, though his gaze lingers on the small white pup. She nips at his nose briefly, which makes him flinch, but he exhales the slightest chuckle.

He'd been feeling absolutely awful a second ago, and the idea of eating something seemed impossible. Now? ]

I could eat.

Hell yeah, me too!

[energy levels rising, prompto kicks off his sneakers and climbs towards the middle of the bed, sitting himself down. he puts the sports drink (yellow and deliciously hydrating) on noct's side and opens up the plastic container with the chicken sandwiches. there's twelve total, and prompto thought they could share.]

These ones are highly nutritious. Don't worry--no veggies in them. But they're creamy and a bit spicy. Here!

[you need to put the doggos down, bro]

I'll make sure to come around to take them for a walk in the mornings, after class, and at night. I'll bring their food and bowls too. I mean, I got some in my bag already... but, toys, also. I'll take them to their vet appointments as well. You won't need to move a finger, honest!

[ Rufus seems to be keen on doing his own thing, where he's freed once he realizes Prompto has food. The sweet puppy, however, is back to licking wherever she can reach on Noctis' face. It brings another laugh, his hands delicately holding her close. She's absolutely adorable, and he can't help the slight pause when Prompto promises to do the dirty work.

Noctis doesn't say anything to it. But he could...

He has to stop, placing the little one down and patting her head. She putters around the bed, hopping about and pouncing the little bump in the sheets that Noctis' feet make. He wiggles them around for her even as he turns his attention to Prompto. He takes a sandwich, opening the container. ]

Smells good.

[ He's still not entirely used to having a friend take care of him like this. But he doesn't seem put off by it once he takes that first bite.

You got him to eat!]

[prompto smiles fondly. it's a victory whenever noctis gets to eat something. and, besides, he looks so much more livelier than he did a minute ago. his not-plan plan really worked out; he's especially more relieved that noctis agreed to take in his dogs. his place is really too small.]

Pretty good, huh?

[prompto also grabs at a sandwich, biting into it. rufus gets massively interested and tries climbing on the bed and atop prompto's lap to try at the sandwich. prompto gives him half.]

[...this makes prompto so happy]

I've been trying to think of a name for her. Thinking Tiny since she's so small.

[ Noctis doesn't bother trying to put the puppy onto the floor. She's perfectly fine here, and Noctis isn't even bothered by her nestling in his lap and begging. It's cute. And he... maybe just took a piece of bread from the sandwich to give to her. He scratches her fluffy little head. He's still in a world of pain, but this makes it easier to bear. ]

Tiny. I think that fits.

[ Noctis takes another bite of his sandwich, speaking slightly with his mouth full. ]

Mm--

What about you? Sound good?

[ She wags her little tail, barking. ]

Can't argue with that. Tiny it is.

[this is fantastic, prompto thinks, and is quickly taking his phone out to take pictures of the puppy. don't worry noct, only your hands will be showing]

Glad you're getting on so well already. C'mon, eat up some more!

[he pushes the container with the sandwiches closer and then removes himself from the bed, picking up at the stuff strewn all over the floor. clothes land in the laundry basket and trash gets thrown in the bin, whereas things that fell off the table get back on the table.]

I'm thinking you could set up her bed here on this corner of your room. What do you think?

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