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in_sidon_we_trust) wrote2018-12-06 06:18 am
in_sidon_we_trust) wrote2018-12-06 06:18 am
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Room 221; Early Thursday Evening [12/06].
Thanks to Prompto switching shifts with him at the shelter and a bit of help from Nina, Sidon had much more to leave in room 221 today than just a simple note. He had, of course, been leaving a series of notes for her to find all through the week, inspired by his his Pay It Forward class on doing small things to make someone's day better.
Well, he may have missed the small part of that, but...he was Sidon! The Zora Prince! He didn't know the meaning of the word small!
As was clear by the transformation of the room. He'd taken all of Nina's suggestions to heart, draping the room with enough fairy lights, white ones like stars, soft yellow ones that would brighten and fade like sunset fireflies, pale blue ones, too, just because he liked how they looked. And there were flowers, so many flowers, wherever he could find a place for them, all of them red, since Nina had said it was Vette's favorite color (a fact that made him feel oddly proud, as if he had any choice or control of his own coloration). And throw pillows, those much more varied in style and colors, but all of them comfortable, arranged around a small, low-to-the-ground table that wouldn't get in the way too much but still made for an excellent presentation of the dinner he'd prepared. Not that there had been a whole lot of preparation to some freshly caught fish, some fresh fruit, and a few bottles of hot sauces that he was assured would the spiciest available on Turtle & Canary's shelves (a suggestion that came by way of Prompto), but he wanted it to look nice, and it did, especially with the candles that he'd stuck with because they just seemed like an expected thing, and a little box wrapped in red paper with a silver ribbon.
Overall, he was incredibly proud of what he'd accomplished, even if it did lack the charm of a small pool at the bottom of a waterfall around Ploymus Mountain. But there would hopefully that would be an opportunity for that within the next few weeks.
Assuming he hadn't completely misjudged the situation and gotten it all terribly wrong. He didn't believe that was the case...Nina and Prompto were nothing but encouraging and positive, they were Vette's closest friends and, he liked to think, his dear friends as well, so surely they wouldn't lead him astray. But he would be lying if he said that the thought wasn't still there, lingering, though he tried to banish it from his mind.
Now all he needed was his unsuspecting date, and there was little else for him to do but...wait.
[[for that girl he maybe kinda-sorta likes a little bit or something. room modded with permission!]]
Well, he may have missed the small part of that, but...he was Sidon! The Zora Prince! He didn't know the meaning of the word small!
As was clear by the transformation of the room. He'd taken all of Nina's suggestions to heart, draping the room with enough fairy lights, white ones like stars, soft yellow ones that would brighten and fade like sunset fireflies, pale blue ones, too, just because he liked how they looked. And there were flowers, so many flowers, wherever he could find a place for them, all of them red, since Nina had said it was Vette's favorite color (a fact that made him feel oddly proud, as if he had any choice or control of his own coloration). And throw pillows, those much more varied in style and colors, but all of them comfortable, arranged around a small, low-to-the-ground table that wouldn't get in the way too much but still made for an excellent presentation of the dinner he'd prepared. Not that there had been a whole lot of preparation to some freshly caught fish, some fresh fruit, and a few bottles of hot sauces that he was assured would the spiciest available on Turtle & Canary's shelves (a suggestion that came by way of Prompto), but he wanted it to look nice, and it did, especially with the candles that he'd stuck with because they just seemed like an expected thing, and a little box wrapped in red paper with a silver ribbon.
Overall, he was incredibly proud of what he'd accomplished, even if it did lack the charm of a small pool at the bottom of a waterfall around Ploymus Mountain. But there would hopefully that would be an opportunity for that within the next few weeks.
Assuming he hadn't completely misjudged the situation and gotten it all terribly wrong. He didn't believe that was the case...Nina and Prompto were nothing but encouraging and positive, they were Vette's closest friends and, he liked to think, his dear friends as well, so surely they wouldn't lead him astray. But he would be lying if he said that the thought wasn't still there, lingering, though he tried to banish it from his mind.
Now all he needed was his unsuspecting date, and there was little else for him to do but...wait.
[[for that girl he maybe kinda-sorta likes a little bit or something. room modded with permission!]]