[prompto recognises that song. twinkle twinkle lit--, no, he needs to focus! he loses track of what noct is doing but then carefully pays close attention, and once the other is done, prompto thinks he's got this]
[his expression is the most focused prompto's ever been, as he replaces noct's hand and attempts to follow the pattern of keys...]
[he starts alright, but messes up towards the fourth of fifth note]
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[his expression is the most focused prompto's ever been, as he replaces noct's hand and attempts to follow the pattern of keys...]
[he starts alright, but messes up towards the fourth of fifth note]
[frowning, he tries again...]