ᴍɪsᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢs

❝ Aya! The name's Prompto! Yeah, yeah, I go to Fantasy High. It's a shithole full of little fuck heads, but, ay, what's a kid gunna do? Hey, though, if you're up to it, there's a band playin' down at the Choco Arena t'morrow. Yeah, I'll be doin' cleans for 'em; you should check us out! A'ight, well, I got class, so I'll see ya later, man!"

[pilferess]

"I’m supposed to help my brother with sorting my dad’s papers, but I can trick him into doing all of it for me if there’s a party."

[recklessarrogance-blog]

"Y'don't say?" Cute and sly. "Guess I'll be seein' you there 'round ten, then, huh?"

[requiemofthetsundere-deactivate]

”. . Oi, what do y’ mean I have a party, you fuck-tard." 

[recklessarrogance-blog]

"Uh? What's that? Sorry, don't know whatcha yer talkin' about." [whistles casually]

[shadow-hunter-noel-blog]

"Light? Who’s this ‘Light’ I keep hearing about?"

[recklessarrogance-blog]

"Ya haven't heard o'Light? Well, man, lemme tell ya. She's like The Wicked Witch of the West. She can melt you with a single stare. She kinda looks like it, too-- like an old pink hag. But she can throw a mean party, man. So, ya in?"

[seraphic-catalyst-deactivated20]

"Hopefully you won’t be there."

[recklessarrogance-blog]

"Awh, c'mon you're still mad? Y'know y'wanna see me, don't lie ~."

[recklessarrogance-blog]

"So, what's e'eryone doin' for the weekend? Light's supposed to be havin' a party, I heard."

[recklessarrogance-blog]

requiemofthetsundere replied to your post: /grins and smacks brother in the head/ “Oi, wake up, sleepy-brat."

"Pft, come on, we’re supposed to go to work, you jerk." [attempts to avoid the pillow, but failed to do so and falls to the ground] “Stop kweking like a chocobo and GET YOUR ASS UP." [attempts to pull him up again]

"Awh, c'mon. The old man payin' us don't care if we're late." [Peaks from his bed to see his sister has fallen. Snickers and rolls on his back.] "Kweking like a chocobo? Shut the fuck up; like yer one to ta--" [Feels his figure moving at Lightning's tugging.] "Woah, woah!" [Falls off bed.] "Goddamnit!"

[recklessarrogance-blog]

/grins and smacks brother in the head/ "Oi, wake up, sleepy-brat."

“YAH,the hell is that?" [Throws pillow at obnoxious sister.] “Y’lookin’ for a fight?" [Grumbles and buries face against bed.]

[seraphic-catalyst-deactivated20]

Serah’s concentration was gone. Two more problems. Two. She was in the zone, ready to finish this damn homework and finally go home. But no. Some idiot had to stroll right in and yell at the top of his lungs about something to do with a paopu? She wasn’t too sure. His grammar was atrocious.

"Excuse me," She sets her pencil down and blows a stray bang out of her eyes in frustration. “But do you mind? Some of us are trying to get work done. This is a library after all." 

[recklessarrogance-blog]

As if dealing with one cranky woman wasn't enough; it seemed as though another had a stick up her ass far enough for it to affect her face. Prompto didn't mind; he was in a mood to mess with someone, anyway. Looked like little miss pink over here had volunteered herself to be the target.

"Then get yer work done, y'lazy ass. If ya can't concentrate when a person is talkin', then maybe y'need to work a little harder." With this, he leaned towards the female and offered a mocking snarl. He was really hoping it would piss her off.

[recklessarrogance-blog]

Warm Days and Caffes (Open)

Mog's Caffe. He has been coming to this place since as long as he can remember. While the appearance of the little restaurant is one of "higher taste", the people who own it and the people who work in it have always made a point to create a welcoming environment. Even for a scruffy little kid who got into too many fights as a middle-schooler!

Which is why Prompto holds such a fondness for it. His band has played here on more than one account and he has made a great deal of his friends here. It holds good memories, what else is there to say? 

As he pushes open a windowed door and enters the beige-schemed building, he smiles brightly. This is definitely a place he could call home. The smell of coffee and pastries is all too familiar to him and brings back a sensation of comfort that he can peg all the way back to his elementary school days. It really is like a home to him! It could very easily be the most comfortable place he knows in Fantasy City!

Because of this, he is more confident here than any other place he ever meanders to. He offers a bright beam and a warm greeting to the women working, before taking a seat by a random stranger. The person is sitting alone at a table; why not approach them, right?

"Aya, you look pretty lonely over 'ere!"

[tharraleafotia-deactivated20131]

"… There’re people up an’ about?"

[recklessarrogance-blog]

"Yer in a high school, what'dja expect?"

[seraphic-catalyst-deactivated20]

Serah found doing homework at the school’s library made it much easier to get it done. Flipping through her textbook, the pinkette scratched her pencil against the paper to get the next problem done.

Almost done! She thought happily. It’d be nice to go home and relax once her math assignment was finished.

[recklessarrogance-blog]

The library. Aside from his English teacher, this place had to be the worst of his enemies. The grumpy old hag who ran the musky building seemed to keep her attention fixated on Prompto whenever he strolled around. What was her deal? He was here for the same reason anyone else was; to get his material for homework, or whatever, then to leave.

Not so bad, right? Right.

"Ayo, gramma, where does a guy find 'Paopu of Destiny' in this shithole?" he inquired casually, placing his hands on his waist. Looked like the crypt keeper wasn't in the mood for him, for all she offered in response was disgusted stare. "A'ight, fine." 

Not that the blonde cared. He would find this book whether the old woman wanted to help him or not. With digits still resting above the hem of his pants, he turned to face the many students buried in homework.

"Ay! Any-a-y'guys know where t'find 'Paopu of Destiny'?"

[requiemofthetsundere-deactivate]

"That hell’s you, kid. Hmph, y’ sure you’ll win me? Pft." 

[recklessarrogance-blog]

"The hell is me? The hell're you! What's the matter, Light? Yer thong get to far up your ass?"

[requiemofthetsundere-deactivate]

"Would y’ like a taste of my palm across your face, Trashboy." 

[recklessarrogance-blog]

"Trash boy? What the hell is that? Bring it on; I'll kick your ass!"

[brandishingchaos-deactivated201]

"Ah well thanks, Nice to hear from a guy like you! Well it’s my last year actually… It’s weird cause I haven’t seen you before, I’m sure I would remember you if I did."

[recklessarrogance-blog]

"Yeah, definitely woulda recalled someone as cute as you. Kinda surprised you're from aroun' here, actually. Fantasy City had a model walkin' around and no one bothered t'tell me?" 

[recklessarrogance-blog]

[Prompto and Rikku]

[pilferess]

She shrugged at the question, passing it off as no big deal, just something she was, but it did leave her feeling smug and proud. Her first day was already going better than she’d ever imagined, and classes hadn’t even started yet. Her old school, the guys had either been too familiar, or too boring. But this - this was refreshing, to say the least.

Once again, her eyebrows raised at the invitation - she was a bit surprised by it, she thought her implication had just been wishful thinking. But she found her self giving a firm nod, her smile never faltering. “I say yes. Give me a time and a place and I’ll be yours for the night." Okay, that might’ve come out a bit suggestive. She mentally winced, trying to fix it. “I mean - I’ll be there." Not as witty, but a classic so it’ll work. 

She was still trying to wrap her head around how much Lady Luck was on her side today.

[recklessarrogance-blog]

It was a bit of a wonder where a girl like Rikku had come from; there was no way she had spent all of her time in Fantasy High, for she wasn't very much like the other females around the place. Prompto was liking it. Something about her kept the edges of his lips perked and his attention fixated on her. Maybe it was because summer was still lingering in the air, but he felt a little something coming off of her, a little something that he thought he could become fond of.

Was it her confidence? After hearing her response, the blonde was more convinced that it was her lack of experience. To him, she acted as though she didn't get picked up frequently. I mean-- I'll be there. He chuckled softly before licking his lower lip. She was cute.

"Why don't y'give me your address and I'll pick y'up Friday at seven?" The words slipped from his mouth effortlessly. Some might of thought his approach to be bold, but it wasn't often that he was shot down. Working up girls was one of his specialties, after all. The fact that he held more interest in this one than others only made him more ambitious.

Though his figure faced away from hers, he kept his head turned in her direction. She had his focus, no doubt.

[requiemofthetsundere-deactivate]

"I see you’ve been busy fanning yourself out, huh. Ursula." 

[recklessarrogance-blog]

"Y'mad 'cause no one wants to flirt with ya, sis?"

[brandishingchaos-deactivated201]

"So it seems you’re the best looking one around huh?… I think so anyway…"

[recklessarrogance-blog]

"Ay, ya ain't so bad yourself. Lumina, right? What's a pretty girl like you do in a place like this?"