[ He’s not sure what he’s hoping for. A panicked text? Natural unawareness? Noctis stares at his phone with no understanding to his own expectations until it vibrates with an alert.
Unawareness.
Noctis looks at the message. Reads it over once, twice, three times. It doesn’t change. Prompto is likely just happy to see a sign of life from Noctis, but not at all for the reasons he somewhat anticipated. His heart sinks, but he thinks that maybe Prompto is putting up a front. Yeah. He’s gotta be playing a role here, because he wouldn’t just out and say it, would he?
Hinting at anything never works with him. He’ll have to be direct, but hell if he can’t... ]
no guess im free today no one has called me for anything
[ Would anyone call him? Noctis glances over to a pile of file folders with political reports he’s been told to go over, but one glance shows it’s all gibberish to him. ]
no subject
Unawareness.
Noctis looks at the message. Reads it over once, twice, three times. It doesn’t change. Prompto is likely just happy to see a sign of life from Noctis, but not at all for the reasons he somewhat anticipated. His heart sinks, but he thinks that maybe Prompto is putting up a front. Yeah. He’s gotta be playing a role here, because he wouldn’t just out and say it, would he?
Hinting at anything never works with him. He’ll have to be direct, but hell if he can’t... ]
no
guess im free today no one has called me for anything
[ Would anyone call him? Noctis glances over to a pile of file folders with political reports he’s been told to go over, but one glance shows it’s all gibberish to him. ]
you free?