[Noct just remains where he is, fiddling with the device, playing some simplistic games on it. He's already indifferent seeing cards for a solitaire with naked women on them.
When he hears Prompto shuffling around and then asking to come in, he answers back and puts the device to the side. He doesn't look much different compared to how he looked in high school, honestly- messy hair, black sweater with too long sleeves, gray pants. With crossed legs underneath him, Noct waves Prompto in.]
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When he hears Prompto shuffling around and then asking to come in, he answers back and puts the device to the side. He doesn't look much different compared to how he looked in high school, honestly- messy hair, black sweater with too long sleeves, gray pants. With crossed legs underneath him, Noct waves Prompto in.]
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