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[He chuckles, not sure if Prompto can ever really hide his enthusiasm as well as he hopes to. Still, he won't remark on it. He'll only wave him in, closing the door behind them, and make their way to the living room.]

They're not. One of them is particularly difficult to wrap, and the end result would be laughable even if I did try.

[But, on the coffee table sits the "presents", out for him to see. Two are indeed not all that exciting (a dictionary and a thesaurus, brand new), though the more visible present is indeed something to be glad for -- at least, for anyone with an inclination towards writing.]

What do you think?

[He motions at it. It's an old typewriter, black and having lost some of its sheen over the years, but certainly still in working order.]

[prompto already knows the layout of the house, and while he's gone on ahead as ardyn closes the door, he spins around on his heel, hands still on his bag's straps, and listens as he walks alongside the other to the living room.]

Aw, you should have done it just for the laughs.

[but he's snickering, until his eyes land on]

[the presents]

[prompto stops entirely, quiet, as he takes in what he's looking at.]

[and then he's smiling excitedly! he wants to go towards the coffee table--actually starts doing so, but stops and returns to ardyn, to give him a hug (woah,,), and then right back towards the presents]

You really got a typewriter! This is amazing!

[sitting down on the floor, prompto starts typing away, slowly, even if there's no paper to press the ink on]

Holy shit-- and these are dictionaries? They still exist in paper form? [lol]

[he's looking through the pages too, once he's done playing with the typewriter]

[The hug, by god, he wasn't expecting that. But it has him smiling, and it does wonders to push away (only temporarily) that telltale guilt that he feels these days, while in Prompto's presence. The reprieve, as transient as it might be, is welcome in the moment.]

Do you like it? It's a bit different than typing at a laptop, obviously. You'll have to get used to the feel and the weight, but there's something novel about typing away, seeing ink planted on paper with each keystroke.

[And yes, dictionaries still exist in physical form, Prompto. Stop making him feel old!]

A dictionary and, even better, a thesaurus. Something every aspiring writer needs.

[he's belatedly removing his backpack and setting it aside against the couch, removing also his cap. he is looking for a particular word in the dictionary...]

This is really awesome. Really!

[he likes it a lot]

I thought you were kidding when you said you'd get me a typewriter!

[...treeful is not a word? why, he feels a bit disappointed. time to set the dictionary aside. won't even bother with the thesaurus. it's clear he is not one to receive many presents, so even though he's gotten what could be considered rather "boring" ones, he's still goddamn excited about them.]

[it's a childish kind of excitement, in the sense that nothing could possibly bring him down.]

[prompto beams, smiling brightly from all the way down here]

Thank you, Ardyn!

[Seeing Prompto smile bright at him, like a kid during Christmas morning... he laughs. The energy is infectious, and he feels glad, so glad, that he can make him grin this way. With something as mundane as a dictionary and thesaurus, nonetheless! Prompto, so earnest, so enthusiastic and grateful.

His voice is threaded with the waning of his laughter.] I'd never joke about a serious writing endeavor. All I can do to prepare you for it, I shall.

[And, of course, he adds with a fondness:] You're welcome. [He's all but forgotten to ask about Prompto's appearance.]

[he... is going to start organising the contents in his bag to make space for the books. it's gonna be quite the heavy bag, but prompto's not too upset by it. except that they won't all fit with his camera in there.]

[turning back to ardyn, he grins]

Right. You really want that story.

Do you maybe have a bag I could use to carry these...? I'll have to leave the typewriter here if that's okay. Maybe even write the story here! I don't have that much space back in my room. [as ardyn knows. he stands up, and paces about] I can get paper from the store on my way back, too... Do I need to get ink?

You can leave it here if you like. I don't mind. We'll just have to keep it covered, so the cats don't jump on it.

[You know, as cats do.]

Don't worry about the ink or the paper. If you're going to leave it here, it'll be ready to go when you return.

[He'll get everything prepared for him.]

What's in the bag, though? Actually, why are you dressed like that? It's strange seeing your hair that way.

[prompto raises his eyebrows and quirks a smile, adjusting the bangs along the frame of his face, standing up straight as if stretching his back]

I'm going for my second job interview at the electronics store.

Thought it was about time I get some real hours rather than random ones.

Really?

[Ardyn looks surprised, but certainly not disapproving.]

Looking for a more stable schedule in your life, now?

I think I should. I mean.

[he picks up his bag and puts it on his shoulders, turning around to look over at ardyn and doing a dorky sot of pose, finger-guns and sort of bouncing off his feet]

Noct's all better now and I wanna hang out with him as often as possible. That, and I gotta get serious what with the new semester starting up. I'm having two more classes this year, too, and I don't wanna lose my scholarship by taking things lightly.

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[Ardyn crosses his arms, remaining still but listening with interest. The opposite in body language compared to the boy practically bouncing on his heels in front of him.]

That's a very responsible decision for you to have made, Prompto. I'm proud of you.

[And though the words are as breezy as they often are, it's sincere.]

A bit of structure never went amiss in anyone's life, you know. You'll be able to make plans more reliably now.

[he stops at the mention of hearing i'm proud of you being thrown his way. does ardyn do this kind of thing on purpose? feed prompto with words and sentiments he never had, growing up? it's kind of unfair how his eyes sting, but for once he manages to simply straighten his back and keep his emotions at bay.]

Thank you!

[what he does do is nervously fix at his bangs, pushing them behind his ears.]

I'm aiming to be the best version of me possible! So, if you ever need a new laptop or phone and I do get the job, I'll help you get a sweet deal on it.

[a smile on his face, and more quietly, again]

Thanks.

[That's all that Ardyn wants from him, really. For Prompto to do his best, to become a better person; not because he was lacking, but because at such an age, he was still bursting with untapped potential. Bright and intelligent, motivated and positive. It would be a shame to waste any of it.

Carving out something resembling structure in one's life (not just in the workplace, but in general) was the path to adulthood proper. He'd only encourage Prompto, even if it did make him (so obviously) emotional. It was positive, so it was fine.]

Of course. I should be thanking you for such a generous offer, instead. Do you need any advice for your upcoming interview in the meanwhile?

If your advice is "be charming and smile," I gotta say I got that down!

[but of course he's just being a smartass. he checks his watch for the time and then adjusts his cap on his head]

--but, I'll take anything else. I really want this job.

Well, smiling and being charming is not actually bad advice.

[Even if Prompto was being a smartass about it.]

Be confident. That's the most important thing. If you can manage that, the rest will follow with ease.

[he gives ardyn a thumbs up]

Yeah, it's not like I don't know what I'm signing up for. I can take apart a computer and put it together again if they asked me to, no problem.

[standing prim and proper, he faces ardyn]

Do I look good? [put together, he means]

You look very professional.

[Well, not suit-and-tie professional, but professional enough to look like a helpful employee at a electronics store. And that's all that matters.]

Remember, back straight, shoulders aligned, and smile with confidence. You're bright enough as it is, so it shouldn't be difficult for you.

[prompto straightens his back, aligns his shoulders as best as he can, and smiles big with newfound confidence; that's what it is.]

[almost like a mary poppins sequence...]

I won't let you down. I'll come back later today with good news, for sure.

[he doesn't mean to cut this short, but he really needs to go; he holds onto the straps of his backpack and tilts his cap up with a finger, walking over to the door]

You'll be around?

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[he's not Mary Poppins damn you

Ardyn gives him a look that might as well be read as an "affirmative, good job" as Prompto heads towards the door.]

Always.

See you later, and good luck.

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