Noctis looks at the text a while. A long moment. Because he's essentially been a jerk to this guy and even with acknowledging it, he's... Gladio seems like he genuinely wants to be friends? And Noctis isn't sure how to take that.
He realizes quick that the sentiment isn't unwelcome, and he weirdly feels relieved to see this. Would it really be so bad if he hung out with Gladio and gave the guy a shot?
He did... Technically save his life. ]
serious? not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth or anything but... wouldnt you rather spend your days off idk /not/ in a depressing hospital?
[ Why does this somehow make him feel worse? Noctis is starting to realize quick that he was... Pretty wrong about Gladio, and he's not exactly sure how to handle that either.
But he sees the word "noodles", and he knows he's in no place to question. ]
not all heroes wear capes i guess ive never been so desperate in my life everything here tastes like cardboard no judgment from me
[ He would rather skip the discussion of how he was before, how it's so obvious that he's far worse off than before, but...
That's not exactly fair to Gladio. Or anyone for that matter. The whole reason he's here is probably because he's kept everything under wraps for so long. All he's doing is lying by omission, and that ruins trust. Credibility. He knows better than that.
So, with a sigh, he continues to text more. ]
one step closer to an oscar then i havent been better for a while now
well shit. you could use the noodles then. i've got these cookies too, apparently they're magic healing cookies. which isn't code for drugs, unfortunately. idk if they'll do anything but i burned myself in the kitchen the other day and they cleared it up instantly.
[Honestly, they probably won't, since they supposedly only have minor healing properties, but they're really good cookies regardless.]
fuck yes. if i was a drunk idiot i'd tell this drunk idiot i now have a sworn oath to grow my luscious locks but i'm not. i have to switch buses this stop anyway.
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Noctis looks at the text a while. A long moment. Because he's essentially been a jerk to this guy and even with acknowledging it, he's... Gladio seems like he genuinely wants to be friends? And Noctis isn't sure how to take that.
He realizes quick that the sentiment isn't unwelcome, and he weirdly feels relieved to see this. Would it really be so bad if he hung out with Gladio and gave the guy a shot?
He did... Technically save his life. ]
serious?
not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth or anything but...
wouldnt you rather spend your days off
idk
/not/ in a depressing hospital?
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i spend my days off how i want.
and since you asked the treats are noodles
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But he sees the word "noodles", and he knows he's in no place to question. ]
not all heroes wear capes i guess
ive never been so desperate in my life
everything here tastes like cardboard
no judgment from me
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so do they let you eat real food or am i gonna have to smuggle this in my backpack?
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im lucky to get solid food at all
hide it
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they really got you on a leash huh
i don't get it, you seemed better last time i went over.
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That's not exactly fair to Gladio. Or anyone for that matter. The whole reason he's here is probably because he's kept everything under wraps for so long. All he's doing is lying by omission, and that ruins trust. Credibility. He knows better than that.
So, with a sigh, he continues to text more. ]
one step closer to an oscar then
i havent been better for a while now
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shit.
you could use the noodles then.
i've got these cookies too, apparently they're magic healing cookies. which isn't code for drugs, unfortunately.
idk if they'll do anything but i burned myself in the kitchen the other day and they cleared it up instantly.
[Honestly, they probably won't, since they supposedly only have minor healing properties, but they're really good cookies regardless.]
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id kill for a special brownie
then maybe i could actually sleep
[ But he's willing to try the cookie. Anything, really. ]
you dont have to do this you know
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i'll keep that in mind next time i bring treats then.
[Gladio narrows his eyes at his phone. All this "you don't have to do this" and "don't you have anything better to do".]
do you fight everyone who tries to visit you so hard?
doesn't seem like a good plan for staying sane in there.
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its not that just
i didnt exactly give you a reason to want to spend time with me
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you seem like a cool dude and we both kinda know each other already
plus, you know...
the past life thing.
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guess youre right
[ Why does he feel guiltier? ]
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i remembered your order for this, just be excited.
[After a second's pause:]
worst thing about taking public transport: random people giving out life advice.
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well was it good advice
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just some guy who had too many mimosas at brunch telling me i should cut my hair as usual.
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try getting that from strangers and everyone else you surround yourself with
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thanks stranger, you just guaranteed my next hair cut will come at least six months later than already planned.
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i would have made it that far if i didnt lose a bet with dr lutece
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let's call it now.
no hair cuts 2018. a month late but i'd say that's close enough.
you in?
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oh yeah im in
and im avoiding all bets
we shake on it when you get here
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if i was a drunk idiot i'd tell this drunk idiot i now have a sworn oath to grow my luscious locks but i'm not.
i have to switch buses this stop anyway.
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#nohaircuts2018
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don't answer that
i just found a sharpie in my bag
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small miracles
i can name a few people weve easily pissed off just now
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