fandomtownies | Mooby Land; Saturday, around Lunchtime [11/17].

Although he had been thoroughly distracted by puppies (and a thoroughly awkward interaction with a person) yesterday, Prompto still hadn't stopped thinking about that burger place he'd passed by when he was wandering around, taking pictures and avoiding more awkward interactions with people, so he was excited to finally get back there and finally have those burgers he'd been practically dreaming about. He wondered if they would be much like what he usually got back home, and he'd usually take them home with him to eat, but there were too many people in the dorms, so he was just going to stay in the restaurant, in a booth that he hoped was mostly out of anyone else's notice, because he didn't want anyone seeing him in general, so he definitely didn't want anyone also seeing him put away three big sandwiches and some fries and a big soda like it was nothing.

But he was bored. And sad. And lonely. And that's what he did when he was bored and sad and lonely.

It was just too bad that he was bored and sad and lonely pretty much all the time.

He did see that there was a party or something going on at the arcade. There would be more food there, which caught his interest, and video games. And as he ate one meal, he was already thinking about the next, and whether there would just be a spot where he could play video games in peace and not be bothered by all the other kids who were there, who would probably just end up making fun of him, and it wasn't like they'd be wrong to, either.

Well, he had some time to think about it. He'd probably stick around here for a while. While also thinking about maybe another burger for the trip home, too.

[[because of course I have to milk all my sad depressed kids for all they're worth. Open! Though with work-related slowness, probably]]