[Noctis picks a day when he knows Prompto is deeply ensconced in his darkroom and is unlikely to emerge for hours yet. Not only will this mean little if any telepathic texting for a bit but also almost no risk of Prompto walking in on the conversation Noct intends to have with a certain Fuuka Yamagishi. He's well aware of how Prompto feels about her (heck, even if Prompto hadn't outright told him or gone on a date with her, it's still pretty obvious with the way Prom talks about her and the sort of look he gets when he shows pictures of her), and from what he'd seen in the pictures and Fuuka's own demeanor at Gladio's birthday camp, Noct doesn't doubt that she reciprocates to some degree or another.
But even so, Noct doesn't really know her all that well outside of Prompto's chatter... which is why today he stops by her shop, hoping that she's in, she has time to spare, and that she's willing to chat for a bit. It's the duty of a best friend, after all.
So early afternoon finds Noctis poking his head into her store and looking about. He's distracted for a moment by the gadgets but the glimpse of her teal hair pulls him back on track, and he lifts a hand in a bit of a wave.]
In person; April 30th or so
But even so, Noct doesn't really know her all that well outside of Prompto's chatter... which is why today he stops by her shop, hoping that she's in, she has time to spare, and that she's willing to chat for a bit. It's the duty of a best friend, after all.
So early afternoon finds Noctis poking his head into her store and looking about. He's distracted for a moment by the gadgets but the glimpse of her teal hair pulls him back on track, and he lifts a hand in a bit of a wave.]
Hey, Fuuka.