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As Hammerhead came into view, Prompto couldn’t help but swallow. With every moment that passed, he felt his heart beat erratically in his chest. The Regalia was in need of a tune up, and Ignis insisted that he had to shop for supplies, and Noctis was fast asleep, so that left him and Gladio in charge of speaking with the one and only Cindy. As the car came to a halt, Prompto wiped his palms on his jeans, leaning in to glance in the mirror as he fixed his hair.
“You know Cindy doesn’t care about how you look,” Gladio says, his chuckle more like a rumble. “C’mon, stop wastin’ time.”
“S-shut up, Gladio!”
The duo approaches the woman, currently in a conversation with Cid, and Prompto clears his throat.
“H-hey, Cindy!”
