[ ah, this is so nice.. curled up beside her beau on a fluffy sleeping bag, warm and comfortable, sleepy after a long day's satisfying work, the sound of droning nighttime insects all around them.. ah. lovely. she's drifting off so sweetly.
until prompto is all but barking her aware again with a jolt, and she could murder him with a smile on her face right now. ]
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until prompto is all but barking her aware again with a jolt, and she could murder him with a smile on her face right now. ]
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