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fandomtownies2019-05-03 08:40 am
hashtag_chocobro) wrote in fandomtownies2019-05-03 08:40 am
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Furnado Animal Shelter; Friday [05/03].
Okay, soooo....the last few days pretty much sucked, and things were apparently fixed now, but it definitely didn't feel like it to Prompto, who still hadn't managed to find Vette and Sidon, who still felt bad about taking the forcefield down in the first place (you should really know better, buddy, would you have tried to pull that shit back home?), who was really just hoping his dumb mistake didn't wind up killing two of his best friends, especially since radio hadn't even mentioned them, like, at all, no matter how many times he listened to it, and it was all just terrible, terrible, and yet the newbie picnic was still happening tomorrow and he had to try and put on a happy face like he wasn't worried about anything and like all this was okay and it wasn't, it so wasn't, he didn't know what he was going to do...
...he didn't even show up to work today to work.
He just showed up because he needed to be buried in puppies.
Even if they were really bad at actually crushing him to oblivion like he always hoped they would, but he figured even they agreed that death by puppy was too good a death for the likes of him.
He didn't even have the heart to tell them that they should probably stop licking him all over his face because he only smelled like bananas as a very persistent after-effect of his and Norman's hastily crafted spell, he didn't even taste like bananas, but they seemed like they wanted to keep trying anyway, and who was he to say no?
Furnado is open!
...he didn't even show up to work today to work.
He just showed up because he needed to be buried in puppies.
Even if they were really bad at actually crushing him to oblivion like he always hoped they would, but he figured even they agreed that death by puppy was too good a death for the likes of him.
He didn't even have the heart to tell them that they should probably stop licking him all over his face because he only smelled like bananas as a very persistent after-effect of his and Norman's hastily crafted spell, he didn't even taste like bananas, but they seemed like they wanted to keep trying anyway, and who was he to say no?
Furnado is open!