@holyshe liked for a starter.
It was rare for Noctis to actually have a whole full day to himself. Even if he wasn't out on a mission, he was usually training, running errands, or sleeping. The last mission had been rough though. Most of his squad had been wiped out, and he'd been hurt pretty bad himself. He was mostly healed, though his ribs still felt pretty bruised. He had a check-in with medical in the morning and they'd no doubt clear him physically and mentally for active duty so he planned to make the most of his day off.
He found himself down in the slums because he preferred the atmosphere. He was SOLDIER, but he'd never really felt like he belonged up there. He certainly never spent any of his free time on the Upper Plate. He wasn't a fan of the people and how far removed they were from everyone else. He was wearing casual clothes rather than his uniform though. SOLDIERs weren't always a welcome sight and he didn't want to cause a scene.
Walking idly through the streets because he had nothing to do, and nowhere to be, his eyes landed on a girl around his age. She was carrying a basket. Selling flowers from the look of it. Noctis didn't know much about flowers, but they were a nice sight.
"Do all those flowers grow around here?"
