-Chapter 0: Grey Goose
The snow was blanketing the ground and the more it came the harder it was to move in it. Boots trudged through it holding a Christmas Cake. The creamy confection was in a plastic case.
A young man was carrying it and walking at a slow pace down the snow filled streets. It was almost Christmas and although he already knew what him and his boys would be doing, it wouldn't hurt to actually have solid food around. Especially food that gave some Christmas cheer.
He took out his cell phone and pushed the center button at the bottom. It dinged twice.
"Call Prompto." He said. The phone then dialed the number and a phone tone went on. The young man in his peacoat, red scarf, midnight wash jeans and black boots stood next to a street sign, leaning on the poll.
"Hello?" said a voice. "Noct?"
"Hey, are you still ordering KFC tonight?" Noctis said, pulling the phone away from his ear. He tapped the screen and started looking for the site. He knew more than likely there'd be no way that there'd be any more available without a hefty price.
"Yea, it's in the oven already." He said.
-oOo-
She awakened in bed, her head over the side, her rose locks barely grazing the floor. She saw the wall and upside down painting from her view. Her bra was across the room somewhere and she still had her shorts on. She winced as the first pang of pain settled in her head as she started to sit up on the bed. She brushed her hands through her hair, half-aware that she had to wake the walk of shame in her yesterday clothes. A black body con dress with gray wool socks and a red sweater.
She covered her head with her hands over her eyes to try and endure the pain that started to become more frequent. She looked around the lofty villa room. It was red and white everywhere with accents of gold. The furniture was handmade and she noticed all the pieces of it.
"Noctis had these picked out for you." said a voice. The young man could whip her head around to see the visitor without causing her headache to run deeper So she simply sighed. She heard the steps of feet near the bed and she closed her eyes again. She wanted to head back to sleep. "I see you had an eventful night." he responded.
Yeah if you consider being heavy petted and having the Prince pass out on your chest an eventful night, then sure.
It was a black sweater and jeans. Something simple. She wanted to roll her eyes. She knew she was half-sloppy just like him when it happened. They made out over a fight. It was something stupid like who could have the last slice of again it was a stupid night. She couldn't go home for Christmas due some idiot taking control of her debit card and the last of her money that she was supposed to use for the train back home. Being a college student sucked. It meant having no money, but there were no rules and if you wanted to get to 2.5 base with royalty while tasting his Grey Goose and pepperoni breath, you could.
She saw her phone screen go on with a message from the Prince himself.
Hey, you busy later? Some of my friends and I are going to have a party. You in? -Noct-
Wow, aren't you casual? She thought. The steps beginning to leave.
It was strange. She and Noctis were friends, and like friends there was that one night where things when way too far. Luckily for her, they didn't get too crazy, just one crazy makeout session she barely remembered. Her face felt hot. If Vanille heard about this she'd freak out. She'd probably explode from the idea of me even getting this far and would never let me say that Noctis and I were just friends ever again. She thought. It was embarrassing that she woke up half-naked with a hangover, and she just wanted to get on with her holiday.
-oOo-
"Sup D-cups!" chirped the blonde. The rose-haired young woman wanted to put her foot so far up that cheery blonde's a** he'd taste her foot crème for two months. She held a bucket of KFC in her hands and she rolled her eyes walking past him. He saw two other girls and set down the bucket on the table.