fandomtownies | Furnado Animal Shelter Thursday [02/13].

Prompto was really, really, really regretting the fact that he'd agreed to do something for the party tonight, and it was pretty much all he could think of at work that day, while he sort of went through his usual tasks, somewhat glad that his regret was distracting him, but also, it wasn't really? Because it was all tied together? He couldn't believe he could let Sidon talk him into something like this. He had bee weak, impressionable, when it happened! He hadn't been in his right mind! He wondered if he could still back out of it. Or maybe just not show up at the party at all. But then he'd probably have to deal with Nina being mad at him, and he didn't want that...

He'd just tell Sidon he'd changed his mind! Yeah! That was it! Sidon would understand, because Sidon was great like that. He'd just take a moment and text him and let him know what was up and that he wasn't really feeling so comfortable with the idea any more...

...and then Sidon's texts came back, in multitudes, assuring Prompto that he had nothing to worry about, about how excited he was to be doing this thing with him, about how he could think of no other person he'd rather be doing this with, in language that was very typical of Sidon, but also seemed so much...more? And that easily left Prompto gawking slightly at his phone with his face glowing almost as red as a tomato.

Okay, okay, he'd do it. He...would probably do just about anything right now if it meant Sidon praising him some more.

Then he realized what was going on, sort of.

"Ugh," he said, to no one in particular, "stupid sexy shark prince."

He very wisely tucked his phone away and got up to get back to work....oh, no. No, not that way. That way was where the rabbits were, and, well....

Furnado is open!