The Photo Hut; Monday [08/28].

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Slowly, but surely, Prompto was starting to feel more...well, normal didn't seem the right word, he'd never really felt normal in his entire life, but at least more himself, and a weekend of just focusing on his family and his photography had helped with that immensely, especially getting off the island a little bit. He didn't want to say that it had sort of sparked in him that it wouldn't be the worst idea to consider actually making being off the island that had caused so much strife in his life over the years for good, but those feelings were countered pretty effectively by all the good this place had brought into his life, too.

It, like so many other things in his mind lately, was a really complex and complicated thing that started to give him a headache if he thought about it too much, and so he was just glad that he had focused a lot on his photography this weekend, because that meant when he came down to work the shop that Monday, he could just focus on uploading and sorting through all the shots to pick out the best ones to add to the stock portfolio or to promote on the website.

Even if it was a little slow going, with his mind drifting sullenly off to other things every once in a while, or if a picture seemed to tug at something, but he sighed and tried to forge forward all the same.

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And around lunchtime there was a visit from Liz and Noctra, “hi are we interrupting anything?”

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"Mmm," Prompto sighed a little as he clicked past another photo that didn't quite cut it and looked over from the computer with a faint, distant smile, "not really. Just...going through some of the shots from this weekend."

And Liz and Noctra were way more interesting than that (even if they were the subjects of more than a few of them), so his attention shifted over completely toward them, hands immediately going out for a passing of the baby.

"How's your morning going?"

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Liz smiled as she carefully passed Noctra over to Prompto, Noctra gurgling happily as she did.

“Our morning hasn’t been too bad, Noctra had a nice nap, I think she was tired from the weekend,” she said fondly, “how did the photos turn out?” she smiled.

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"Awww, did you have a good nap?" Prompto gushed out at Noctra as he took her from Liz, taking a moment to bounce her a little and blow a raspberry into her tummy to turn those gurgles into giggles and squeals before settling her into his arms. "I'm totally jealous," he added, and even though he was smiling and continuing to lightly tickle her with his fingers, he was blinking back the tears that always seemed to spring up whenever he spent even a second with her these days.

But once he managed to get that under control (or was pretty sure he'd just lose control if he kept looking at her), he lifted his gaze to Liz with a shrug. "They're okay," he said, "I guess. I don't know, maybe I'm just too out of practice. I mean, the ones of you and Noctra look great, but that's definitely more the subject matter than the photographer."

Or maybe it was just harder for him to see much good in anything he did lately.

"Hopefully," he said, "I can manage to get some of my photo mojo," a small smile there, a giggle from Noctra recognizing the funny way her dad made words when playing around, "back before classes start up again."

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Liz watched Prompto and Noctra with a fond smile and then back up at Prompto, “I know the photos will be great,” she assured him, “is there anything I can do to help prepare for classes?” she added.

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"Moral support?" Prompto said with a very soft laugh. "And free reign over borrowing some of the stock when I need it, another bunch of cameras for them to use, but it's a small class again, so that won't be much."

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"Of course, anything you need," Liz assured him, "and anything you need from the store, is yours," and then she leaned in to give him a gentle kiss.