[ he pushes up on an elbow to get a better look at him, leaning into the touch. it's sweet, and honestly, prompto is never going to say no to a little pillowtalk. ]
Five years? Man... [ his expression wrinkles, thinking about it. ] You just never have the time, or was it something else?
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Five years? Man... [ his expression wrinkles, thinking about it. ] You just never have the time, or was it something else?