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The Photo Hut; Monday [10/10].

Prompto kind of wished he could note how quiet it was since everyone was on the school trip, but, well, it was the Photo Hut, it was always kind of quiet.

But knowing that this was the week of the school trip, he was feeling a little nostalgic about his own slew of school trips and all the memories that came out of them. Everything from that very first one, where they went to Greece and wound up in the past, to that last one in Africa where he and Liz probably took as much time taking pictures of each other taking pictures as they did the actual animals. He had to grin a little bit at the memories, and marvel a little over the fact that, technically speaking, even though ten years had passed, that trip to Kenya had actually been the last trip before this one. Time really was weird....and wont to give him a headache if he thought about it too much.

So there was a lot of daydreaming, remembering, and thinking going on in between the work at the Photo Hut that day, which was fine, because it wasn't like there was a whole lot to do anyway, as well as the realization that, even if he did start teaching again in the spring semester, it was probably going to be a while before he got to indulge in one of those trips like he used to with a newborn in the picture.

The Photo Hut is open!

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Liz had gone out for a walk that morning, stopping by Steven and Marc’s place to feed Steven’s fish and check on Marc’s plant before heading to the Perk and picking up coffee for herself and Prompto.

“Hi,” she smiled as she entered carrying the tray of coffee, “how has your morning been?”

She knew most people had gone on the trip but she thought it wouldn’t hurt to check in case she had missed a big rush and it had been really busy.

It would be pretty fitting, wouldn't it, that the one time the store managed to be busy, it was when everyone else was off on a trip? All those NPC villagers could really come out of the woodwork when the school itself went quiet...

But, no, it had been just as quiet in the Photo Hut, but that didn't stop Prompto from grinning over at Liz and shaking his head as if still recovering. "Oh," he assured her, "swamed. I'm surprised I've even been able to catch my breath, we've been so busy. At one point, I even thought I'd have to call Rain down to help, because I could really use the extra set of hands..."

Here, his grin went a little crooked. "Well," he amended, "paws, I guess. And how was your morning? Good walk?"

“I can’t believe I went for a walk and missed all the excitement,” Liz shook her head with a smile, “and I did have a good walk, I’m finding I’m rather liking going on walks now,” she added. “It’s rather nice,”

“Oh and I picked this up for you at the Perk,” she smiled as she haded the tray towards Prompto, “I got you a large pumpkin spice latte,”

"It's funny," Prompto grinned, though he tilted his head and tried to look off as though being particularly thoughtful on this bizarre phenomenon, "how this place only really seems to pick up while you're away from it, isn't it?"

And then he chuckled as his smile turned grateful as he took the tray out of her hands and set it down while plucking up his drink, then stood up so he could lean over to complete the exchange properly with a kiss on the cheek. "Pumpkin spice sounds awesome right now," he said. "Thank you."

“It does seem that way, doesn’t it?” Liz smiled, “one of these days I’ll have to be here for one of these rushes,”

Her smile widened as Prompto leaned in to kiss her cheek, “you’re welcome,” she told him, picking up her own small cappuccino, “I thought you might like a coffee break,”

"Only if you'll be joining me," Prompto said, grinning at her for a moment before he moved away to pull out the chair he'd just been sitting in and gave it a pat to invite her to take it.

“I’d love to,” Liz returned the grin as she took the offered seat, holding her small cup of coffee as she did, “thank you,”

"Thank you," Prompto insisted, giving Liz a nod as he lifted his cup.

"To a well-earned coffee break," he announced, "on another insanely busy day." He grinned over at her as he brought his cup in to touch it against hers with a little "Clink!"

And, with that very important little toast, he took a sip of his latte, melted a little into it with a hum of appreciation, and then set it aside momentarily so he could push himself up on the counter facing her in the chair.

Liz smiled happily as she toasted Prompto‘s coffee and was content to watch him drink his coffee for a bit before she started on her own.

Her smile widened when he pushed himself up on the counter so he was facing her, “hi,” she giggled.

"Hey."

Prompto took his own moment to just grin back at her adoringly, leaning forward a little with his cup cradled in both his hands between his knees.

"How's it going?"

“Can’t complain, I get to have a coffee break with my favourite person,” Liz smiled up at him, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks, “how about you?”

"What a coincidence!" Prompto remarked, attempting to sound pleasantly surprised, but mostly just grinning as he lifted his cup for a sip. "I also get to have a coffee break with my favorite person."

His foot went out to give her knee a little nudge.

"Definitely no complaints."

Liz’s blush deepened and she giggled when Prompto’s foot nudged her knee, “it looks like we’re both having really good mornings then,” she said with a shy smile.

"I know mine's definitely gotten much better," Prompto confirmed. There was another moment, where he enjoyed another sip of his latte and enjoyed just being there in her presence, his expression looking like it was just on the edge of wistful sigh. "Probably going to be a pretty quiet week, too."

Liz nodded thoughtfully, “it looks that way, I think most people have gone on the trip,” she said as she took a sip of her cappuccino, “even though I think the quiet will be nice,”

At least she hoped it would be quiet and she hadn’t just tempted fate or anything like that.

"Definitely won't hear me complaining about the quiet, either," Prompto agreed. "A nice chill week, leading up to the big Hargreeve-January wedding." He smirked a little into his cup, before his gaze went a little thoughtful. "Think you'll want to go?"

Liz had nearly forgotten that the wedding was coming up, even though she had talked to Summer about it last week, she smiled, “I think I would like to go,” she nodded, since she was feeling a lot more comfortable being out in public and with the baby bump being a lot more noticeable now, “I mean, if you want to go that is,” she added.

"I'd love to go," Prompto said, and, despite the emphasis in the words, his smile seemed to soften a little. It was hard not to feel at least a little nervous around anything involving weddings. Sure, his last bad experience with one was ten years ago, but what a hell of a decade that had been been, right? So going to a wedding and not having the world end would do wonders for his anxiety.

Especially now that his own thoughts seemed to be increasingly remembering long-buried plans of his own on this particular subject, now that he was back, now that they were together again, now that they had a daughter on the way...

His smiled had definitely softened quite a bit.

"I don't think I ever really knew Diego much," he admitted, "but Annie was always great. And I know Gladio wouldn't miss it..."

Especially since they suspected that was the whole reason he was even here now in the first place.

"We were talking about maybe going shopping, later this week," he added, "since he really doesn't have any clothes."

And neither did he, really; he didn't exactly leave any nice wedding clothes behind when he met, and he had to admit, even the clothes he had left behind fit him a little tighter than they had before.

Gotta love that decades-long daemon-hunting bulk-up.

"Then it's a date?" Liz said with a grin, she paused, “I don’t think I’ve really talked to either Diego or Annie,” she admitted, “but Summer’s the Maid of Honour,” she added, “it should be a pretty great wedding,”

Her smile widened, “clothes shopping does sound good,” she said, “Dr. Lecter and Summer took me maternity clothes shopping last month, just before you came back actually, I did get a few dresses there,” she considered what clothes she did have that she could wear to a wedding.

"It's a date," Prompto confirmed, amazed that three simple words like that could feel even half as good as they did. And then he bit his lip a little, a brief bit of sheepish hesitation.

"Maybe," he suggested, "you'll just have to show me. What you've got. What I can maybe match. A few of the right accessories can go a long way, too..."

Liz smiled brightly at that suggestion, “I can definitely do that,” she agreed, “I did buy dark blues and blacks,” she admitted, sine her style had not really changed all that much, she just didn’t wear leather now since they hadn’t been able to find that option when they went shopping, “but I do like the idea of coordinating outfits,” she said, her smile widening.

"You owe me a fashion show, then," Prompto decided, looking very pleased with this prospect, "before I hit the stores. I gotta know what I'm working with, right?"

“Of course,” Liz agreed, her blush deepening at the idea, “I will try and make it a great fashion show,” she smiled shyly, “I can try a few different options and see which one works best, so you know what to look out for when you go shopping,”

"Exactly." And suddenly, Prompto was mildly regretting that he was there on the counter and she was there on the chair, because this would have been a perfect time to pull her in for a kiss, but their positions would make it difficult for a move like that to be even remotely as smooth as he'd want it to be. "Best way to make an informed decision is to see them all in action..."

Another thought struck him, making his grin slightly askew.

"Maybe get a few pictures."

Liz’s blush went even redder now, “getting a few pictures does sound like fun,” she considered, “we could make a real event of it as well,” she added, “maybe after dinner in the next couple of days depending on when you’re going shopping?” she suggested as she thought about how much time was left before the wedding.

"We could always just do it tonight," Prompto suggested, knowing full well that patience was not going to be his friend in this one. "Or Wednesday. Definitely not tomorrow." He scrunched his nose a little, shook his head, then broke that disapproving facade with a grin. "I'm sure you're going to be absolutely swamped in here."

Liz’s smile widened at that, “yes I think tomorrow I’m just going to be to busy in the store,” she nodded, “it might be too tiring, we’ll how does after dinner tonight sound, I wouldn’t want to keep you waiting too long,” she added, her cheeks going even redder if that was possible.

If it helped, they were very fetching shades of red, and Prompto thought they all looked very good on her, which would probably be the same dilemma when she tried on the dresses for him, but they'd worry about that problem later. For now, he was just going to admire that current level of blushing and the face that went with it.

"After dinner sounds perfect."

Liz smiled brightly, the red on her cheeks still going even darker, “after dinner, it will be a very good show,” she promised as she stared happily up at Prompto, not wanting to take her gaze off him as she did.

"It'll be the best show," Prompto agreed, the coffee in his hands all but forgotten at this point, caught up as well in returning that adoring gaze. "I'll set up some good lighting, we'll put on some music..."

“It will be an amazing evening and a lot of fun,” Liz added as she grinned, “do you think we could play Beatles music?” she asked and looked up at Prompto hopefully.

Prompto's grin seemed to suggest that it could have hardly have been anything else.

"The White Album?" he suggested. "Seems fitting, if it's for a wedding."

Plus, that one had a good deal of his own personal favorites, if he remembered correctly.

“The White Album is definitely a good fit,” she said, happily agreeing with that choice, “it’s also my favourite album of theirs,” admittedly she liked all of their albums but the White Album was her personal favourite.

It definitely had some real bangers on it.

Prompto's face lit up with a certain pride that his memory had served him well in that choice and just basked, for a moment, in that newfound feeling of things (even little things) actually going well for him for a change.

"Then I think," he declared, remembering his coffee and taking a triumphant sip, "we have a plan."

“We have a great plan,” Liz agreed happily, also remembering that she still had her own coffee and took a careful sip of her drink, “I’m looking forward to it,” she added.

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