[ prompto frowns. or, at least, he hopes it's a frown. friends? that's hardly what they are. ]
No need to worry about that. I'm here by myself. [ yeah, because that's something he should be telling ardyn. oh well, too late to take it back now. but maybe there's something in the drinks here because prompto feels like he's being rather receptive to the attention, and his eyes drop to the glass, unsure. maybe if he takes it, he'll leave him alone. so, against his better judgment, he reaches for it. but wait — ] Uh... you first.
[ if there's nothing wrong with it, then... why not, right? ]
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No need to worry about that. I'm here by myself. [ yeah, because that's something he should be telling ardyn. oh well, too late to take it back now. but maybe there's something in the drinks here because prompto feels like he's being rather receptive to the attention, and his eyes drop to the glass, unsure. maybe if he takes it, he'll leave him alone. so, against his better judgment, he reaches for it. but wait — ] Uh... you first.
[ if there's nothing wrong with it, then... why not, right? ]