audience: prompto.

[tricycles]

one day a shitpost will go here

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[silvergun]

[ For once he's not appearing any where new without warning. When he sees him, he gives him a nod. ]

Yup, that'd be me. Lead the way, dude. [ He'll follow. ]

[tricycles]

[Cool. Up they go then, to one of the top floors. Once they get off the elevator, Prompto will find himself in a denim free penthouse.]

Make yourself at home. [Look, there are even normal couches to sit on once they make it past the foyer.] And let me know if you want something to drink.

[silvergun]

[ There's a low whistle as he peeks around. ]

Whoa! This is a pretty sweet pad you got here.

[ It's nicer than Noct's room even. Let's head to the normal couches. There's even a fire pit? What? ]

Does it even get cold enough to use this?

[tricycles]

[There is, indeed, a fire pit! Carlos glances at it before shaking his head.]

Nope. I'm not sure why it's there, actually. The weather's stayed pretty warm for as long as Polly and I have been here.

[silvergun]

[ Omg it's probably there for ambience~*~ ]

Maybe it's cold later in the year?

[ Does it snow in tropical islands??? He has no idea ]

Does Polly live in here too or do you get your own rooms?

[tricycles]

[He opens his mouth to say no, there's no way it could get cold enough to need a fireplace.

And then he shuts it because, uh. Magical island. What the fuck does he know? Hm.]

Nope. Polly's on the other floor. We both got our own place after waking up here.

[silvergun]

[ look white stuff being every where wouldn't be surprising in this game.

just hopefully it's from a snow storm and not a blow storm ]

Oh awesome! That's probably a good deal for you.

[ get to be free from the Pollygeist ]