[Is the concession he gives when he enters the room, which means that V is fine with it. The sparseness doesn't bother him. In fact, it's likely very little will change between now and however long he must stay in this world. There's a beauty in the simplicity.]
It even has a window. You spoil me.
[He knows which corner he's going to utilizing the most, when he reads.]
I won't need much. [Grabbing the bag of clothes, he moves over to the bed, setting it down for now.] It's fine the way it is.
[this seems to be going well. prompto nods, smiling.]
Well, let me know if you do! For now it's fine, I get it.
[there may come a time when v feels like he needs a shelf or a drawer compartment or maybe just a plant or two. curtains, even! but people get to adjust first and then everything else will come.]
So.
[it's still his birthday--but prompto's feeling pretty content with the fact that the apartment is not empty. it might be quiet, but there'll be that reassuring feeling that there's someone else around.]
I'm just gonna unpack stuff [pointing behind himself, over his shoulder] and like order something to eat later or whatever. [embarrassingly earnest] Anyway, roomie. Welcome!
[He lets a breath out, but it's coupled with a faint grin.]
Well. Thank you for having me.
[Prompto's about to make his departure, and though V is a little tired from their trek through the city, he does appreciate the effort gone to making him feel slightly more oriented. And so-]
[that kind of feedback has prompto smiling despite himself. it might seem odd to room with someone who is relatively a stranger, but he has a good feeling about this. they don't not get along, despite the stark differences in their personalities.]
Likewise!
See ya around, V.
[he's just going to go and busy himself with unpacking some of the things he brought in from his previous apartment, excitedly eat the strawberry pies, and do some unnecessary decorating in his room.]
[home sweet home as they say, a birthday relatively well spent.]
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[Is the concession he gives when he enters the room, which means that V is fine with it. The sparseness doesn't bother him. In fact, it's likely very little will change between now and however long he must stay in this world. There's a beauty in the simplicity.]
It even has a window. You spoil me.
[He knows which corner he's going to utilizing the most, when he reads.]
I won't need much. [Grabbing the bag of clothes, he moves over to the bed, setting it down for now.] It's fine the way it is.
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Well, let me know if you do! For now it's fine, I get it.
[there may come a time when v feels like he needs a shelf or a drawer compartment or maybe just a plant or two. curtains, even! but people get to adjust first and then everything else will come.]
So.
[it's still his birthday--but prompto's feeling pretty content with the fact that the apartment is not empty. it might be quiet, but there'll be that reassuring feeling that there's someone else around.]
I'm just gonna unpack stuff [pointing behind himself, over his shoulder] and like order something to eat later or whatever. [embarrassingly earnest] Anyway, roomie. Welcome!
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Well. Thank you for having me.
[Prompto's about to make his departure, and though V is a little tired from their trek through the city, he does appreciate the effort gone to making him feel slightly more oriented. And so-]
I'm here if you need me.
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Likewise!
See ya around, V.
[he's just going to go and busy himself with unpacking some of the things he brought in from his previous apartment, excitedly eat the strawberry pies, and do some unnecessary decorating in his room.]
[home sweet home as they say, a birthday relatively well spent.]