"I don't have any plans," said Prompto, quickly, maybe a little too quickly, but he didn't want to give himself any room to start second-guessing and self-doubting and backing out. Just the fact that it almost felt as if he'd read his mind...he let out a soft laugh. "I don't even celebrate this thing. Ignis'll probably throw something together just because it's a food thing, but it's fine. I'm sure there'll be leftovers."
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