The Photo Hut - Thursday

[flamesburned]

It was getting close to the end of October and so Liz wanted to try and finish her end of month financial report, only she was rather distracted by the food she had brought down with her. Even though it wasn't what she'd originally picked out.

She wasn’t sure what was happening with the food, she decided to bring some fruit down to snack on while she worked, only it turned out to be some kind of freaky fruit platter instead. She did stop to take a photo of it because she did think it looked like it would make an interesting photo and then decided to add it to her instagram, since she remembered that she did have instagram.

She was finding taking photos of the weird looking fruit a lot more interesting than working on her end of month financial report.

[the Photo Hut is open!]

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[hashtag_chocobro]

And, surprise, surprise, right around lunchtime, guess who came down into the shop from upstairs, bearing hydration and further sustenance!

"Water," Prompto announced, handing the battle over. "Lunch," he added, lifting the bag that made transferring everything they'd need to eat together easier, although the containers therein, currently unbeknowest to him, held a very different pasta dish than the one he had finished making not too long ago, and setting it on the counter. "And, most importantly..."

He swooped in from behind where Liz was sitting to plant a kiss on her cheek, lingering there to peer over her shoulder at the computer screen to remark, "Wow. This looks exciting."

[flamesburned]

“Thank you, a lunch break sounds amazing right now,” Liz smiled as Prompto kissed her cheek, grateful for the chance to stop working, not that she had been doing a lot that morning.

“It’s the end of the month financial report,” she told him, looking up at him as she did, “I haven’t done as much work on it as I thought I would, the fruit I brought down with me turned into some kind of halloween fruit platter,” she reached over for the fruit bowl that had some of the fruit still in there, “I took a few photos for my instagram instead,” she admitted sheepishly.

[hashtag_chocobro]

"Huh." Prompto, still hovering close over Liz's shoulder at the moment, glanced over to the fruit bowl in question. "I wondered what that was all about..."

Because of course he would have already seen the postings and liked them, but he just sort of figured maybe Liz was bored and getting in the Halloween spirit and posting cute shit she'd found online.

"They were good pictures, though," he complimented, finally drawing away, but not too much, his hands lingered on his shoulders and started kneading out an impromptu massage, one that was probably very needed after all that slaving away over reports on the computer. "I like the little orange-pumpkins especially."

[flamesburned]

Well she had been bored, so Prompto hadn’t been too far from the truth.

The massage was very greatly appreciated and Liz smiled shyly at that and found herself going rather red because apparently she hadn’t blushed nearly enough at dinner the other night.

“Thank you, I really should do more with my instagram, I haven’t been on it much lately,” she admitted, “the oranges were good, I also liked the grapes as well,”

[hashtag_chocobro]

Yes, but what about all the blushing after dinner, too?

"I can't do the grapes as eyeballs thing," Prompto admitted with a laugh, as his fingers sought out any little knots or tension in her shoulders to start easing them out. "The way they squish?"

He made a face, but knowing she couldn't see it, added a helpful sound effect. "Blech." Punctuated with a kiss on the top of her head. "No thank you."

[flamesburned]

There had definitely been a lot more blushing after dinner as well.

Liz giggled at the sound Prompto made, relaxing her shoulders as the tension from being hunched over the computer disappeared as Prompto worked on her shoulders, ”true,” she agreed, “I think they do make a good photo though, they look pretty cool,” she has ended up eating quite a few of the grapes as well.

[hashtag_chocobro]

"They look very cool," Prompto agreed, "but I'd credit that more to the photographer than anything else. Who I hope hasn't filled up on eyeballs to the point where she's got no room for lunch."

[flamesburned]

Liz smiled shyly at the praise, “I haven’t filled up on them,” she assured him,”I definitely still have plenty of room for lunch,”