fandomtownies | The Photo Hut; Monday [06/05].

Well! Nothing weird had happened that weekend, which meant that Prompto was able to get to his gigs on the mainland without any issues, so that meant that Monday was mostly going to be spent hunched over his computer and going through his shots to pick out and clean up some of the best ones to send off to his clients for approval. Which was honestly a great way to pass the time, especially since the shop wasn't exactly a bustling hub or anything. It was kind of nice, having a pretty quiet space to work on these sorts of things, actually, though he definitely wouldn't be opposed to some interruptions, either!

He did not have the attention span to just sit there and work on photo editing for hours on end, truth be told. Which is why he was taking a few breaks every now and then to stretch out a little and maybe starting to entertain the idea of looking into getting himself a motorbike of some kind to help him out with transportation on these jobs. Between all his jobs, he had saved up a little money, and they would expand his options a lot more, too...

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At around lunchtime there was a visit from Liz and Noctra, who was gurgling away happily as she instantly recognised her surroundings, “hi how is everything going?” she smiled as she walked over. "we're not interrupting anything are we?"

"Hi," Prompto looked up from his work with a smile back, and a quick glance at the time, feeling a little surprised it was already around lunchtime. "And no. Great timing, actually, I'm probably pretty overdue for a break."

And to prove it, he pushed back his chair to get up and go over to them, to greet Liz with a kiss and the customary offering of his arms to take that baby off her hands for a bit for some very important tickles, snuggles, and words of encouragement.

"How's things been with you guys?"

Liz happily returned the kiss and gently handed Noctra over to Prompto, “we’ve had a really nice morning, Noctra really does enjoy her food,” Noctra gurgled happily at that, “actually speaking of food, I was thinking we could order something in today, if you would like that?” she said with a smile.

"When have you ever known me to say no to something like that?" asked Prompto, grinning, and plopping an affectionate kiss on the top of Noctra's head before settling her in against his chest, one hand free with wiggling fingers for her tiny little hands to grab onto. "Did you have something in particular in mind?"

Liz smiled at that as she watched Prompto and Noctra, "I hadn't really gotten that far," she admitted, "maybe we could have Italian?" she considered with a tilt of her head.

"Mmmmmm," the immediate, pleased hum out of Prompto and the wistful smile to go along with it was a pretty good indication of his approval. "Tasty caaaarbs, that sounds awesome."

Liz smiled at that, "should we go for pizza or pasta, or both?" she hadn't quite worked out exactly what food she wanted but the idea of all those carbs definitely did sound appealing.

Prompto's brows lifted a little at the thought of both (obviously, he wouldn't be eating that much, but who didn't love knowing there was leftover pizza in your fridge?), but then they furrowed a little when the thought of both hit his wallet. Sure, sure, he was working a million jobs right now, but those cute outfits he'd been dressing Noctra up in for their Wednesday excursions weren't free, you know!

But, he felt, in trying to decide between the two, he felt like he'd stumbled across a rather elegant solution.

"Counterpoint," he offered. "Meatball subs."

Liz smiled at that, “meatball subs it is,” she agreed, “it sounds perfect,” she added.

"Man," Prompto grinned, in a rare bout of self-confidence, bolstered by that response, "it must be real hard sometimes, being married to a total genius like me, huh?"

Before she could get the chance to even think of refuting it, though (not that he thought she would), Prompto leaned into give Liz a kiss, and Noctra a little bounce.

"I should definitely finish up these edits before we get to that, first, though," he said. "Unless you want a keyboard absolutely slathered in marinara sauce from me trying to multitask."

Liz happily leaned into the kiss just then and waggled her fingers at Noctra before she looked back up and smiled, “that’s probably not a bad idea,” she said, “we should probably try to avoid needing to replace the keyboard,” she admitted, “but I can go and place the order and have it delivered for a bit later?” she offered.

"Now that sounds perfect," Prompto confirmed, letting Liz know how much he meant it with another kiss, and then a faint chuckle. "Although, if I did ruin our keyboard with all that sase, then that'd be a good excuse to maybe get in there and preplace it with one of those cool lighted ones or something..."

Don't mind a faintly wistful sigh for the bomb-ass gaming set-up of his now long-gone youth, lost to, no doubt, the ravages of the attack on Insomnia.

Though now he kind of wondered if that sweet stormtrooper helmet he'd rigged into a gaming headset was still somehow there in the rubble.

Or, well, maybe unearthed by Talcott or Iris in the recovery effort....

And Liz was very happy to lean into another kiss, eagerly keeping it going as long as possible.

“Well I suppose the keyboard is quite a few years old,” she considered, “maybe it wouldn’t hurt to look into upgrading it?” she considered.

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