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fandomtownies2020-02-20 06:07 am
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Furnado Animal Shelter Thursday [02/20].
In the last week or so, Prompto had noticed he'd gotten a little bit of an uptick in some random followers on his social media accounts, which was pretty awesome, but he hadn't really thought about it much, figuring they were mostly just bots or something. But then there were comments and likes and those comments had a lot of hearts in them and requests for more selfies (who ever asked Prompto for more selfies??), and then there was the one damning comment, the one that blew this mystery wide open, one commenting on how his most recent selfie "needed more glitter."
Prompto narrowed his eyes, a sinking feeling in his stomach, and, when he probably should have been working, but was instead just messing around on his phone and trying to crack this case while sitting in the puppy pen (also, a puppy had fallen asleep in his lap, and you did't just move a puppy that had fallen asleep in your lap!), he started to investigate.
Sure enough, all of the commenters had one thing in common: they were also following Nina's account.
Which lead him to looking back for pictures from last week's party.
Which meant he found....
"Gods-- dam-- Nin---!"
He had two very pressing questions in that moment: 1) How had he missed that when it was originally posted in the first place? and 2) If Nina's followers were seeing it, and Noctis and Ignis followed Nina's accounts, then therefor...
A groan escaped Prompto, head tilting back and wondering if the puppies could just bury him for good. But then, another thought: this was a week ago, and they hadn't said anything. Maybe they didn't see it? Or maybe they did, and they just weren't saying anything? Why weren't they saying anything? Them not saying anything was a good thing, though, right? Or...oh,gods, maybe them not saying anything was the worst thing! Should he say something? Or just pretend it never, ever, ever happened and pray that they were doing the very same thing?
OHGODS.
Furnado is open! And in the middle of a mild freakout.
Prompto narrowed his eyes, a sinking feeling in his stomach, and, when he probably should have been working, but was instead just messing around on his phone and trying to crack this case while sitting in the puppy pen (also, a puppy had fallen asleep in his lap, and you did't just move a puppy that had fallen asleep in your lap!), he started to investigate.
Sure enough, all of the commenters had one thing in common: they were also following Nina's account.
Which lead him to looking back for pictures from last week's party.
Which meant he found....
"Gods-- dam-- Nin---!"
He had two very pressing questions in that moment: 1) How had he missed that when it was originally posted in the first place? and 2) If Nina's followers were seeing it, and Noctis and Ignis followed Nina's accounts, then therefor...
A groan escaped Prompto, head tilting back and wondering if the puppies could just bury him for good. But then, another thought: this was a week ago, and they hadn't said anything. Maybe they didn't see it? Or maybe they did, and they just weren't saying anything? Why weren't they saying anything? Them not saying anything was a good thing, though, right? Or...oh,gods, maybe them not saying anything was the worst thing! Should he say something? Or just pretend it never, ever, ever happened and pray that they were doing the very same thing?
OHGODS.
Furnado is open! And in the middle of a mild freakout.