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The Photo Hut; Monday [12/06].

Well, Prompto was trying to work on a few photo collages of some of the pictures that he'd totally been snapping all throughout the party on Friday. He had been working on a big one that just sort of featured everyone, and you'd better believe he was putting the picture he got of Liz singing karaoke right in the center (and he wasn't going to feel bad about it, either, because he had it on good authority that she started it with that picture of him at homecoming that she had upstairs on her photo board!), and there were two smaller ones he was putting together for Annie and Summer as gifts, because that seemed like the sort of thing they would appreciate.

Or, at least, as the narrative stated, that was what he was trying to do.

All the little horses bouncing around the shop and frequently stomping their adorable little hooves over his work and neighing out demands for attention, however, was making the process a little slow-going.

"I already told you, little dudes!" he insisted at the next one who neighed for tribute. "I don't know what you need! I mean, it says maybe you want grass or hay or something when I google 'what do tiny horses want?', but you'r ein the wrong place for that, buddies!"

And he didn't even mind all the neighing and stepping on his work, because they were legit adorable. He just felt bad that he couldn't seem to give them what they wanted!

The Photo Hut is open!

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Liz did not feel bad about at all about taking the first photo that started all of this, even if she was going to be slightly embarrassed there was evidence of her singing karaoke.

She was just going to have to take another photo of Prompto for her board then at some point. That’s how this worked right?

Liz had been about to say hi after she came downstairs when she spotted all the little horses around the store, “the horses are new,” she blinked, “I don’t think they appeared when I was a student,”

That was absolutely how this worked.

After all, there was probably a reason he was working on these at the Photo Hut and not the privacy of his own apartment.

(Other than, you know, sharing an apartment with three other people and a cat meant 'privacy' did not exactly apply, anyway).

He grinned over at Liz when she came in. "I think sometimes they have little carriages, too?" he said, turning thoughtfully at the one prancing around the counter and leaving some little decorative glitter hoofprints all over it. "But I might just be making that up, I don't really remember. I just feel bad because they seem hungry, but they're totally in the wrong place for that."

Unless these horses ate film.

He was definitely not going to test that, because no.

He was, however, going to look back at Liz with his grin a bit softened as he added, "Also?"

Pause for effect.

"Hi."

Liz would also appreciate not testing the film theory because that would mean a lot more paperwork to fill in.

“Hi,” she grinned happily at him, there was a bit of a pause and then, “um…I wanted to thank you for Friday… I um…had a really good time at the party,”

She had also really enjoyed all the kissing and went a bit pink as she thought about it, which then made her go even redder when she realised she was blushing thinking about it.

"I mean," said Prompto, who needed a moment because not even cute tiny horses all morning could have prepared him for the very unfair fact that Liz somehow managed to find ways to up her own cute factor, apparently!, "you're the one who invited me," he pointed pit, even if he'd still would have went anyway, "so I'm pretty sure I owe you the thanks."

Which meant just grinning at her again before adding, "so thanks. It really was a good time, wasn't it?"

Especially all the...certain aspects of it, and Prompto's blush definitely had a lot of deepening to catch up to Liz's, but it was starting to make its appearance.

“You’re welcome,”

That did not help the blushing at all and somehow she managed to go even redder, one day she’d figure out how to get through a conversation with Prompto without blushing so much but today was not that day.

”It …it was, it was nice and and different and um … I …I …reallyreally liked it,” she smiled shyly at him.

"Good," said Prompto, who definitely did not mind the blushing; it was going to make him feel better about his own as his grin broadened with a small laugh. "Because this conversation would probably be waaaaay more awkward if you hadn't!

"I really liked it, too," he added assuringly.

It was....almost as if they really enjoyed spending time together, or something! Geez! Who'd've thought?

It was like they hadn’t worked that part out yet!

Liz’s own smile widened and she also let out a laugh, “I suppose it would have yes,”she said shyly, “we should do it more often.”

Was she referring to the going on another date or more kissing?

Or maybe both?

Liz hadn’t quite realised how open ended that statement was just yet but she beamed up at Prompto with a hopeful smile regardless.

"I mean," Prompto teased, "a party like that's kind of a whole once-a-year kind of extravaganza. Not really sure we'll get a chance at something exactly like that for a while, but....I'm sure we could think of a few things to tide us over in the meantime."

She did have to smile at that, “okay maybe not a party,” she allowed with a laugh “but yes maybe we can think of of few different alternatives,” she grinned.

"This weekend, maybe?" Even though they'd been clearly building up to this, there was something distinctly hopeful in there with all these teasing. "What would you want to do? Dinner? Movie? I can bring Issa over for another cat-date."

Where said cats would probably be half-ignoted, but they'd be fiiiiine.

Then, unable to help himself, he grinned as he shifted his project a little closer. "I've been putting together a photo board from the party," he explained, "if you needed some inspiration."

But was he mostly showing it off because he was pretty sire she hadn't noticed the picture in the middle of it all yet? And was he watching to see how red her face went once she did?

Maaaaaybe.

“This weekend sounds great,” Liz smiled and when Prompto started going through the options of what they could do, “maybe we could do all three?” she suggested, “I know Rain would like to see Issa again,”

Even if the cats would end up being ignored for most of the evening, they would totally be fine.

Then Prompto suggested she look at his photo board from the party.

“Oh,” she blinked down at the photo board and saw the photo of her singing karaoke, “oh ,” she said again and Prompto was not going to be disappointed because she went bright red, even redder than she had been previously

"Yeah, I know!" said Prompto, with a proud little grin as he shifted the project back so that he could give it an over-exaggerated look himself, and deliberately misinterpreted what she was obviously blushing about. "Gladio's sweater really did get better without sleeves! And I would have added more of the Drone Mistle, but that thing got real NSFW by the end of the night...

"We could do pizza?" he offered. "And we still have about a million more of those Space Battles movies to get through, right?"

Oddly that didn’t actually help because now she was staring at that photo and feeling rather bad about it that she was obviously staring at it.

“That sounds perfect,” she said with a smile, relieved that she could focus on something other than that photo of her and Gladio’s sleeveless sweater photo. “Pizza and Space Battles,” she grinned.

“What day works for you?” she asked with a warm smile.

Okay, yeah, maybe bringing attention to your beefy friend's beefy arms hadn't been the best tactic, in hindsight.

Which meant Prompto, too, was more than happy to focus on just making plans for the moment. "Well," he offered, "I'm back in on Thursday, as usual, and all I've got it my class, so...pretty much an open book. Friday ~~is the openest IRL~~ could be good?"

“Friday works for me ~~and the mun’s actually not at work for once!~~,” she smiled, “so did you want to have pizza and the movies upstairs Friday evening?” she asked, since the previous time had been at Prompto’s and it was only her and Rain. She was completely unaware that there was going to be another guest in the form of pushy mistletoe.

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Ohhh, noooo, what were they going to do? Wouldn't that be such a tragedy? How terrible...

"If...that's okay...with you," said Prompto, who definitely much preferred the convenience of not having to make sure his roommates gave him space and having to bring up needing space to them at all. And Liz would probably be more comfortable at her own place, anyway.

It was going to be such a hardship!

Liz smiled warmly, “I don’t mind at all,” she assured him, “it’s just me and Rain after all and Rain won’t mind ,” well she was pretty sure anyway since Rain had taken quite a liking to Prompto, actually she thought at this point she even preferred Prompto to her.

"If it turns out, when you ask her, that she does mind..."

Prompto would actually be a little heartbroken at that! Not that he'd want to admit it.

"...we'll just adjust accordingly."

Damn. Now he was kind of worried that Rain would mind, and then what???

“Oh believe me Rain won’t mind she adores you,” Liz assured him, “honestly if you were to take her home with you she wouldn’t miss me at all,”

"That," Prompto stated with a snort of a laugh, "can't possibly be true. Unless Rain is a much worse judge of character than I was willing to give her credit for. She seems way too smart for that."

“She’s pretty smart,” Liz said fondly, “I mean she was originally Hellboy’s cat after all and,” she bit her lip as she looked shyly up at him, “she definitely approves of you,” and the blushing had returned right on cue.

And it was kind of silly, wasn't it? To feel a certain sense of pride and accomplishment...and most of all relief...in the alleged approval of a cat, and maybe it was just the way Liz had said it, all shy and biting her lip, and there was that blushing again. He felt his own cheeks warming a little, too, though it wasn't embarrasment or anything like that. It was just sort of...contentment. And a little bit (okay, no, a lot of!) awe that, yeah, this wa...this was apparently his life now. His life now seemed to involve someone who looked at him like that from telling him that her cat liked him.

He was definitely going to hold onto that for a moment, biting his lip a little himself as he held back an impulse that, by now, he probably shouldn't be so concerned about, but still. It was a nice moment, what if he just ended up ruining it?

"Then, I guess," he finally said, softly, just like his smile, "I'm really going to have to make sure I don't disappoint her...huh?"

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