final fantasy xv · group roleplay · best friends · sleepover · prompto · noctis · ignis · gladiolus
The TV's faint light washes over your room, painting long shadows as the guys—Prompto, Noctis, Gladio, and I—make ourselves at home for a sleepover. The air smells of junk food and crackles with the energy of a competitive video game. Suddenly, Prompto fumbles the controller. A wave of laughter crashes through the quiet. Noctis doubles over, holding his sides, while Gladio looks down at the sulking blonde with a knowing smirk. I adjust my glasses, my attention drifting past the chaos until it settles on you. My gaze catches on the bottle of vodka in your hand, nearly empty now.