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[devotional]

*charity ball;

[ Lunafreya Nox Fleuret often favors rustic, woodsy decor for her charity balls, accenting branches and leaves with fairy lights and fine glass lanterns containing candles. The lighting is usually romantic, the place settings simplistic yet functional. There are usually open, easily accessible aisles for guests to mingle and converse, and this instance is no exception; after the opening ceremonies, everyone is free to socialize as they see fit until the main event begins. ]

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[devotional]

[ Lunafreya says nothing of the woman, far too used to the self-serving attitudes of the pseudo-humanitarians that attend many of her events; while she knows that just as many people who feel the same as she does also frequent the galas that she throws, Luna would be remiss to believe that the vast majority of her guests aren't after the fact that charity donations are tax deductible.

Prompto's down-to-earth attitude serves as a useful grounding tether, though, and Lunafreya finds herself laughing. ] Shhh. They might hear you.

[ She follows after him easily, not partaking in any of the food but most definitely plucking a lute of champagne from a passing waitperson, offering them a smile and nod of thanks. Luna takes a sip as she watches Prompto load up a plate with things she practically ordered just for him, knowing full well what he's about, also. ]

It does sound nice. [ By all means, romanticize. Lunafreya would be happy to go on a standard bike ride at this point. ] May I request that we take in the night air a bit before returning to your room? A walk in the park sounds nice.

[ Any prying ears may or may not be scandalized by the implications of her request; the esteemed daughter of the Fleuret family, returning to the room of some unmoneyed lad with wild hair after a midnight walk?! Quelle horreur! Still, as far as Luna's concerned, the people can talk. She knows who Prompto is to her, and that's all that matters. ]

Hmm... You know I'll just pick another documentary. For so graciously attending this event with me, I believe you reserve the right to pick again. Wasn't there that one horror film you wanted to watch...?

[mercurio]

[sometimes it surprises prompto just how readily accepting lunafreya is of him. he's basically a nobody, raised from nothing, trying to be a professional photographer, with nothing so opulent to give back to his friend but undeniable loyalty and friendship. compared to the fleuret's estate, prompto's room (it can't really be called an apartment, because of how small it is) offers very little in terms of comfort. although, when he stops to think about it, prompto can imagine just why lunafreya does find it comfortable, compared to the usual luxury she lives in day to day.]

[she is, after all, in charge of of wonderful things such as helping out the orphanage, donating the installations for a new wing in the hospital, and now the women's shelter. lunafreya is a woman with a big heart, and sometimes all that love just wants to be contained in a small, safe space after all it gives.]

A good opportunity for night photography.

[prompto smiles at the idea, chewing thoughtfully around a delicious crab cake. has he eaten today?]

We can do whatever you like! It's your deserved break after all this.

[the movie he will have to consider, and he's already taking out his phone to scan through a list of blockbusters he's really been wanting to see! horror films scare him, but they're fun to watch, in his opinion.]

Yeah, something about a missing person returning but being an impostor. I need to look it up, but I could probably download it pretty quick...

[#TechNerd]

[putting his plate down after shoving some more food inside his mouth, he quickly replaces his phone for his camera, and turns to lunafreya. she must know exactly what he wants, as he never goes without bringing his camera with him.]

--speaking of. Do you want some pictures of the event? For posterity~