The Apartment Above the Photo Hut - Saturday Morning

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Liz had woken up early as she tended to these days, only this time when she managed to get up, she thought Prompto had gotten up as well at first because she had thought the bed was empty.

It took her another moment to realise Prompto was still there only …well it seemed to be another of those weekends and for whatever reason Prompto was now a child and it had missed her completely.

She smiled softly as she carefully got out of bed, trying not to wake Prompto and once she had gone to the bathroom, she made her way to the kitchen.

She figured she could at least make some breakfast for them and once she had fed Rain that morning, she decided to start making some bacon and eggs, still trying to be careful and not make too much noise.

[for Prompto!]

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"That's kinda weird," Prompto admitted, maybe a touch suspiciously, as his fingers brushed through Kitty's soft fur. "They usually just leave me by myself."

And he tried not to sound too petulant about it. He was used to it, after all, but he didn't want this lady to think he was just some big, whiny baby or something. But it could have been something top secret, or an emergency, or maybe something happened with the war. If anyone knew he was a Nif, that could put him in a tough spot, so they wanted to protect him....

"Is..." He hesitated a moment about asking. "Is everything okay?"

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“Everything is fine,” Liz quickly tried to reassure him, “ your …” she was about to say parents would be back in a few days but well she had met his parents …she knew they hadn’t always been around, “your parents had to go away for a while, they weren’t sure how long they were going to be but they’ll be back as soon as they can,”

She wasn’t actually sure what Prompto’s parents had done for work, other then they were always busy.

She tried to think of something else to say, “I see you’ve met Rain,” she smiled brightly as she nodded to the cat in Prompto’s arms.

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Well...they weren't really doing much of anything nowadays...

Prompto nodded a little, because, really, everything this woman was telling him wasn't exactly news or anything different from usual, although he did sigh a little bit. Just because he was used to it didn't mean he didn't sometime wish it would be different.

He was definitely happy to switch his attention over to the cat, though, leaning back a little so he could hold her in a way to better see her face. "Is that what her name is?" he asked. "Rain?"

His head tilted a little. He could kind of see it.

He shrugged as he settled her back on his shoulder. "I was just going to call her Kitty."

Because, again. Great with names, this one.

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Liz’s smile widened at that, “Kitty is a very good name, Rain will respond to generally anything, especially if it gets her pets,”

Rain purred right then, “she really likes you,” she told him, “you’re very good with her,”

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"Well," said Prompto, shifting the cat a little because holding her for this long was actually kind of making his arms tired, "she is my friend now."

His best friend, actually, but he felt that would make him seem a little pathetic, admitting to her that his only friend was actually a cat he'd met probably not even ten minutes ago. And as he shifted, he got a good smell of the food, and his stomach reminded him that there were other things at play here, too, that he should maybe start thinking about, and he tilted his head a little to look past the woman into the kitchen more.

"Is that....is that breakfast for us?" he asked.

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Liz smiled warmly at that, “Rain makes an excellent friend, she’s very lucky to have you,” she told him and then she looked back towards the food she had been cooking, “and it is breakfast for us, would you like some? I made a lot so there’s plenty to go round,” she assured him.

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Prompto's face started glowing pink as his stomach answered well before he had a chance to, and he ducked his head a little in shame.

"Y-yes, please," he said. "It, um, it smells really good."

And food made him feel better when he was nervous or sad or anxious, and he was all of those things right now.

He was usually all of those things, actually...

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Liz smiled, “thank you, you can sit up at the table with me if you’d like? what would you like to drink? I’ve got some juice if you would like some?”

She didn’t know if Prompto had drunk coffee when he was a child but she figured she should at least wait to see if juice was a good alternative.

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Prompto definitely did not drink coffee. He was eight. What kind of psychopathic eight year old drank coffee?

"Juice sounds good," he decided, with a nod. "T-thank you."

And he would have moved toward the table to have a seat, but he was in a bit of a conundrum, because that meant setting Rain/Kitty down and he didn't know if he was ready to do that quite yet.

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Liz was relieved to hear him same juice, “you’re welcome, juice it is,” she said as she began to walk to the fridge, she noticed he seemed reluctant to let Rain go, “Rain can join us at the table,” she hoped she wasn’t going to set a dangerous precedent by allowing this.

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Prompto nodded a little at that, even though he felt skeptical, not only that pets at the table would be allowed, but also that it would even work. And, sure enough, as he approached the table and pulled out the chair to sit down, he tried to settle Rain in his lap, but there wasn't really a lot of room there for it to work comfortably. So he tried cradling her against his shoulder. That was a little awkward, too, but it would work for the time being, even if it was probably going to make it a little difficult to eat.

He was just mostly afraid that if he let Rain go, he'd lose her, and that would just be devastating, even if he'd only known her for a very, very short while.