[ please remember that prompto isn't even passable in the kitchen... ]
are you gonna be awake then? i mean we can do it some other time too i just
[ it takes him a good several minutes to figure out what he wants to say, and even then, it doesn't feel like the best thing to admit. but he decides to type it out anyway because he can't help it. ]
i really miss you yknow like stuff the way it was before even back when we were home too i guess it's just easy to forgot all the stuff you've gotta do
[ because he's the prince, the king, and that overshadows everything he could possibly hope to be. ]
ofc I will be awake You wanna come over now? I can smuggle you into my room just gotta be quiet
[He stares at the next message longingly, feeling it in his soul the 'I miss you' part- and the cowardice he felt earlier when he chickened out to send it.]
I really miss you too and yea, the stuff was simpler back then I'm sorry, I didn't expect everything to turn upside down like this
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It's just dough, sauce, cheese and pepperoni how hard can it be?
Yea definitively
I miss them
[Miss yo--- delete, delete]
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lots and lots and lots of things
but yeah let's do it
i mean not right now
it's crazy late
....unless you wanna do it now?
[ he misses him too, and he'd be the first one to admit it honestly. ]
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Like bad cheese? Yea that can def be bad
Yea we might give Iggy a fright if you show up this late
he'll think you're sick
come tomorrow afternoon and we'll sit up all night <3
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bad cheese and fire
[ please remember that prompto isn't even passable in the kitchen... ]
are you gonna be awake then?
i mean we can do it some other time too
i just
[ it takes him a good several minutes to figure out what he wants to say, and even then, it doesn't feel like the best thing to admit. but he decides to type it out anyway because he can't help it. ]
i really miss you yknow
like stuff the way it was before
even back when we were home too
i guess it's just easy to forgot all the stuff you've gotta do
[ because he's the prince, the king, and that overshadows everything he could possibly hope to be. ]
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You wanna come over now? I can smuggle you into my room
just gotta be quiet
[He stares at the next message longingly, feeling it in his soul the 'I miss you' part- and the cowardice he felt earlier when he chickened out to send it.]
I really miss you too
and yea, the stuff was simpler back then
I'm sorry, I didn't expect everything to turn upside down like this
I mean it when I say it
My door (and windows) are always open for you