(Noctis stares at his phone for well over a few minutes. He's trying to find something to respond with but honestly, he's not doing anything but avoiding sleep, avoiding the hallways, avoiding everything.
He was moved again, he hasn't met anyone he's staying with and at the moment he's in the lounge of the hotel staring out the windows. He's feeling a bit hopeless, honestly.)
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Date: 2019-09-06 02:41 am (UTC)He was moved again, he hasn't met anyone he's staying with and at the moment he's in the lounge of the hotel staring out the windows. He's feeling a bit hopeless, honestly.)
Nothing. Are you okay?