|| You're not wrong....

|| so uh- this happened landlord is here and fixing it but uhhhh dishwasher feed burst and yeah .

It’s not the worst I’ve looked.

#NewProfilePic

You do realize that I’m not exactly a prince if I don’t have any land. I’m not exactly supposed to be noble looking.

“Fuck.”

He’s gonna level a look to Ignis. “Seriously?”

“I mean. You do see how screwed we are with the empire right? They’ve been one step ahead, especially with Ardyn.”

“What else can I do!? I’m not my father! I don’t know what the fuck to do and how to go about it! So tell me, iggy; how am I supposed to react!?”

He’s awake and cranky. Approach at your own risk.

|| my Noct: tired, grumpy, pissy bby.

He’s exhausted but here. Cue Noct trying to find food for him to eat.

He’s alive.... the prince may have found alcohol.... does he drink it? He wants to.

“I wonder if you could domesticate a Spiralcorn”

“Have you thought about putting on a thicker jacket?”

“I’ve noticed.” Does the prince have a fond smile on his lips ? Absolutely. “Do you want my jacket?”

“I’ve survived worse Prompt. A little cold won’t kill me.”

Noctis gave a soft chuckle, taking off his jacket and holding it out for Prompto to take. “Here. Your scrawny body needs it more than I do.” He teased.

|| I have yet to get to that section. I’m on like chapter 7. So much pain tho.

Noctis’ Cocobo’s name: CHUCK