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[thekissoflife]

 ((Note that Fuuka doesn't yet have a bird to take written messages, so any threads here will initially be a private telepathic conversation between Fuuka and your character.))

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[His laughter heightens at her bashful reaction, so thrilled by the fact that he can make her happy like this. It's enough to completely overshadow the reaction he'd normally have as she lists off the traits that she finds amazing in him - self-doubt (you really think I'm doing okay?) for once not bogging him down.

His heart thumps against his chest with a feeling he's experienced on occasion, but never has it felt so genuine. He's determined, now more than ever before, to give Fuuka the best date she'll ever have.]

I guess that means we're gonna be the most amazing duo at the festival.

[thekissoflife]

[Fuuka laughs again. She can't seem to stop... She feels so light and airy. Prompto likes her, Promtpo likes her. She's so ridiculously happy she can barely contain herself. Her happiness, too, keeps her from somehow protesting or otherwise dismissing the fact that her presence is somehow contributing to being "the most amazing duo at the festival".]

I guess it does.

[She's so excited. She has to get a dress! Maybe get her hair cut? Should she wear make-up? Oh, but this is just a festival, right? It's not like a dinner date or anything, they'll be spending more time participating in the attractions than looking at each other, right?]

So... [She gives a small hum, quiet but filled with joyful energy. Tomorrow. Tomorrow!! How is she going to get any sleep?] I'll see you tomorrow, then.

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[Prompto's just as giddy, but it's manifesting in a more subdued way. He's... actually a little stunned, more than anything. It's just now dawning on him that he needs to prepare, pick an outfit out and get a little advice from his best bud.

He's been on dates before, but they've never gone well; his self-consciousness too heavy to shake, his lack of confidence too overpowering. With Fuuka though? He feels none of those things, only a light flutter in his chest. Tomorrow... he can hardly wait.]

Yeah, I'll see you then!