[prompto finds himself unbothered by the words, so it's all good.]
Ten days worth of spooky content, I'm not complaining.
[the path here is more of old cobblestone bricks, paved over with an attempt at cement, the older foundations of dry sand a forgotten thing once they got to be filled in with something that would keep the city more steady. in smaller alleyways like this, it paints a more quaint picture of the city—it might also be that they're heading down towards the opening of bloem district, with its many flowers, potted plants, and trees that glow with vibrant colors.]
[pumpkins and candles decorate the windowsills and spaces in between, too. this is probably prompto's favorite part of the city, shaded away from the bright neon lights by houses so old with triangular peaks, it's worth wondering how they didn't succumb to being built over.]
There's a party tomorrow that this guy is throwing for me and another friend. Our birthdays are real close by, so... Do you wanna drop in?
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Ten days worth of spooky content, I'm not complaining.
[the path here is more of old cobblestone bricks, paved over with an attempt at cement, the older foundations of dry sand a forgotten thing once they got to be filled in with something that would keep the city more steady. in smaller alleyways like this, it paints a more quaint picture of the city—it might also be that they're heading down towards the opening of bloem district, with its many flowers, potted plants, and trees that glow with vibrant colors.]
[pumpkins and candles decorate the windowsills and spaces in between, too. this is probably prompto's favorite part of the city, shaded away from the bright neon lights by houses so old with triangular peaks, it's worth wondering how they didn't succumb to being built over.]
There's a party tomorrow that this guy is throwing for me and another friend. Our birthdays are real close by, so... Do you wanna drop in?