[he sticks his tongue out, getting inside the car in a swift movement and loading up the crutches between his legs, closing the door and waiting for noctis to get inside.]
[ Which basically means yes. Noctis starts driving onto the road, headed for the penthouse. He smiles with relief that Prompto intends to eat something.
Once they get to the first light, Noctis starts: ]
I think you’re overdoing it, you know. You got home so late from your last shift, you couldn’t have gotten more than three hours of sleep.
[he gives noctis a tired look. not because it sounds like he's nagging, but rather because he is tired, and the plush seats of the car and the barely-there hum of the engine is doing wonders in lulling him to sleep.]
Yeah... Some of m'hours get a little crazy, I guess.
Soon as a full-time opportunity comes up I'm dropping the rest though.
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Can we play some when we get there?
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Sure.
Specs has probably made lunch about now. Sandwiches, I think.
[ Because he’s going to continue encouraging Prompto to eat. ]
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[he knows this to be truth, because the doctor told him that it's a pretty heavy dose.]
Does he know I'm headin' home with you?
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[ Which basically means yes. Noctis starts driving onto the road, headed for the penthouse. He smiles with relief that Prompto intends to eat something.
Once they get to the first light, Noctis starts: ]
I think you’re overdoing it, you know. You got home so late from your last shift, you couldn’t have gotten more than three hours of sleep.
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Yeah... Some of m'hours get a little crazy, I guess.
Soon as a full-time opportunity comes up I'm dropping the rest though.