He just never misses. His face burns all the more when you offer a small smile of acknowledgement before scurrying off with your friends. The next time Prompto sees you is during his lunch break a few days later. Prompto gulps, already feeling his palms begin to sweat. What in the world were you doing here, looking for him of all people? The blond boy blinks once. Almost robotically. What is he supposed to say?
Originally posted by ffxvsnow. Might squeeze in a Christmas special, so send some seasonal requests, guys! Chuckling, he turns towards you, moving the duvet around with him. You love your friends, but the hormones make them, especially Gladio, even more unbearable than usual.
Then the most absurd notion hit me. I went to the DNA lab that was just set up at our school and took the DNA test myself. Then, I went on line where you and Aunt Cathy were doing some genealogy research. I found your family tree then submitted my DNA sample in the data base.
Guess what, it came back that I am your daughter.