[ ah. her greatest weakness, the guns.. it's okay i will imagine the icon in my mind's eye, yeah good shit. she's embarrassingly distracted for a moment before she gets ahold of herself and clambers into the cup behind him, tugging the little door shut.
there is nothing sick looking about this purple cup, prompto, you enormous dweeb, unless you count the fact that it's likely been puked in several times. ]
Impress me.
[ because her noodle arms aren't going to be all that much help here. she's definitely strong for her size but that size is still very small..
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there is nothing sick looking about this purple cup, prompto, you enormous dweeb, unless you count the fact that it's likely been puked in several times. ]
Impress me.
[ because her noodle arms aren't going to be all that much help here. she's definitely strong for her size but that size is still very small..
yeah, she's definitely going to regret this. ]